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CAMP MEETING MINSTREL.

COJfTAIXIJTft THE BEST

HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS,

0EIGI1^"AL AND SELECTED.

PHILADELPHIA :

PEEKINPINE & HIGGINS,

56 ISr. FoTTRTH Street.

TIIS NBW YORK PUBLIC LIBUAM

AOTOB. UBNOX AND TlLDEN FOUNDAHONa K 1939 I* ^

Eutered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by

PERKINPINE & HIGGINS,

in the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.

Westcott & Thomson, Stereotypers, Philada.

CAXTON PRESS OF SHERMAN & CO., PHILADELPHIA.

P E E F A C E.

The principal design of the present work is to save to the Church the many soul-reviving and spiritual songs which were fast passing into for- getfulness, and which, by the blessing of God, have been of such renaarkable benefit to the Church and the world.

The Hymns are such as are not found in the Church Hymn Book — the compilers being careful to give those which are more desirable for social and prayer-meetings.

Such as it is, the book is devoutly commended ^to the blessing of that God who "loveth the gates ■^of Zion," and who has commanded us to "teach ^ and admonish one another in psalms, and hymns, ©and spiritual songs, singing with grace in our rjhearts to the Lord."

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CONTENTS.

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1 Awakening and Inviting 5

2 Seeking Salvation 47

3 Prayer 58

4 Christian Experience 81

5 Describing Christ 156

6 Praise 192

7 Christian Pilgrimage and Warfare 225

8 Rejoicing in Hope 287

9 Death, Judgment, and Resurrection 3-13

10 Miscellaneous 367

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AWAKENING AND INVITING.

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HEAE the royal proclamation, The glad tidings of salvation, Published to every creature, To the ruined sons of nature.

Jesus reigns, He reigns victorious ! Over heaven and earth, most glorious, Jesus reigns.

2 See the royal banners flying, Hear the heralds loudly'crying Rebel sinners, royal favor Now is offered by the Saviour.

3 There, ye sons of wrath and ruin, Who have wrought your own undoing. There is life and free salvation, Offer'd to the whole creation.

4 'Twas for you that Jesus died, For you he was crucified. Conquered death and rose to heaven ; Through him life eternal's given.

5 Turn unto the Lord most holy; Shun the path of vice and folly: Turn or you are lost forever,

0 now turn to Christ your Saviour.

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6 There is wine, and milk, and honey, Come and j^urchase without money, Mercy like a flowing fountain, Streaming from the holy mountain.

7 For this love let rocks and mountains, Purling streams, and flowing fountains, Roaring thunders, lightning blazes Sing the great Messiah's praises.

8 Shout ye saints of every nation, To the bounds of the creation ; Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, The Almighty King of Zion.

9 Shout ye saints! make joyful mention; Christ has purehas'd your redemption : Angels tell the pleasing story, Through the brightest worlds of glory.

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ATTEND, young friends, while I relate The dangers you are in ; The evils that around you wait.

While you remain in sin. Although you flourish like the rose,

Amid its branches green ; Your sparkling eyes in death must close, And never more be seen.

2 In silent shades must you lie down,

Long in your graves to dwell ; Your friends will then stand weeping i*ound,

And take their long farewell. How small this world will then appear.

At the tremendous hour When you Jehovah's voice shall hear.

And feel his mighty power!

3 Departed days, the harvest past.

In vain you then shall mourn ;

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Your golden hours are spent at last.

And never will return. Oh, come this moment, seek the Lord ;

Accept his offers now; Yield to the mandate of his word,

And at his altar bow.

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AH ! guilty sinner, ruin'd by transgression, What shall thy doom be when array'd in terror, God shall command thee, cover'd with pollution, Up to the judgment?

2 Wilt thou escape from his omniscient notice. Fly to the caverns, court.annihilation? Vain thy presumption, justice still shall triumph In thy destruction.

S Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder, Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in ven- geance, Hurl from his presence thine affrighted spirit, Swift to perdition.

4 Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not

hear him, Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted ; Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded Waits to embrace thee.

5 Come, then, poor sinner, come away this mo-

ment. Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted. Come to the fountain open for uncleanness ; Jesus invites you.

6 But, if you trifle with his gracious message. Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures, Mercy, grown weary, shall in righteous judg- ment, Leave you forever.

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7 Then you shall call, but he will not regard you. Seek for his favor, yet shall never find it,

Cry to the rocks to hide you from his presence, Deep in their caverns.

8 Where the worm dies not, and the fire eternal, Fills every soul with anguish and with terror. There shall the sinner spend a long for ever.

Dying unpardoned.

9 Oh! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning; Fly to the Saviour and embrace his pardon j So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant.

Death and the judgment

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BEHOLD the Saviour at the door! He gently knocks, has knock'd before. Has waited long, is waiting still; You use no other friend so ill.

2 But will he prove a friend indeed ? He will — the very friend you need : The man of Nazareth is he.

With garments dyed from Calvary.

3 0 lovely attitude ! he stands

With melting heart and open hands; 0 matchless kindness ! and he shows That matchless kindness to his foes.

4 Eise, touch'd.with gratitude divine. Turn out his enemy and thine. Turn out that hateful monster, sin. And let the heavenly stranger in.

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COME ye poor and thirsty sinners. To the living waters, come; Jesus bids you come and welcome, And declares he'll cast out none —

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Give him credit ! He's Jehovah's faithful Son.

2 Hearken to the bride and Spirit,

Seize the promises divine; Without money, price, or merit, Buy of Jesus milk and wine —

His rich bounty Freely take — he makes it thine.

3 "Wherefore will you toil for nothing ?

Spend your strength and treasure too ? Joyfully receive the blessing

Which his liberal hands bestow —

All his goodness Let your souls delight to know.

4 Hearken, sinners, to your Saviour;

"Hear me, and your souls shall live; You my covenant shall discover, I will David's mercies give" —

As your witness. And your leader, him receive.

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COME to Jesus, trembling mourner, Come to Jesus, trembling mourner.

Come to Jesus just now, Just now, just now, Come to Jesus just now.

2 He will save you.

3 0, believe him.

4 He is able.

5 He is willing.

6 Flee to Jesus.

7 He'll receive you.

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8 Call unto him.

9 He will hear you.

10 He'll have mercy.

11 He'll forgive you.

12 He will cleanse you.

13 He'll renew you.

14 Send the power.

15 Jesus loves you.

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COME to the place of prayer, The day is past and gone, And on the silent air,

The voice of praise is borne : Sweet is the hour of rest,

Pleasant the heart's low sigh, The glow within our breast, And the hope beyond the sky.

2 Yes! tuneful is the sound

Of converts as they sing; Welcome the glory round,

Shed from the Spirit's wing; But bliss more sweet and still

Than aught on earth e'er gave, Our yearning souls shall fill

In the world beyond the grave.

3 Earth with her dreams shall fade,

And our bodies turn to dust; But our souls shall soar and sing In the mansions of the just; •' So we lift our trusting eyes

From the hills our lathers trod, To the quiet of the skies, To the Sabbath of our God."

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COME — 'tis Jesus' invitation — Now to mourning souls addressed; Why, 0 why such hesitation ? Mourners, he will give you rest.

2 Do ye fear your own unfitness,

Burdened as ye are with sin ? 'Tis the Holy Spirit's witness — Christ invites you, enter in.

3 He will give — we ne'er can merit —

Perfect peace and heavenly rest; What a treasure we inherit ! How are contrite sinners blest ! 9 C. M.

COME, trembling sinner, from thy seat. And bow before the Lord : Fall as a mourner at his feet, And hang upon his word.

2 Why should you stray and cease to strive.

Or drive your fears away, Since you may come to Christ, and live In that eternal day?

3 Oh, why let sin allure your heart,

Or fill your souls with pain ? Can you with every blessing part. Eternal wo to gain ?

4 Come, while you may, to Christ and live,

For life will soon be done; Oh, come, and to the Saviour give That guilty heart of stone.

5 No longer vain excuses frame,

But venture as you are : The dumb, the blind, the halt, the lame. May all his blessings share.

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6 Come, if thou canst or canst not feel.

Come, trusting in his grace; He will the work of pardon seal, On all who seek his face.

7 Come, while the voice of Jesus calls,

In accents full and clear ; And mercy's sweetest language falls Inviting on thine ear.

8 The Saviour stands, thy cause to plead.

Before the throne above; Come, in thine hour of greatest need. And feel his pardoning love.

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COME, then, ye sinners, to your Lord, In Christ to paradise restored: His proffer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gospel grace.

2 A pardon written with his blood, The favor and the peace of God ; The seeing eye, the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence.

3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, The meltings of a broken heart; The tears that tell your sins forgiven; The sighs that waft your souls to heaven.

4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, The unutterable tenderness ;

The genuine, meek humility;

The wonder, "Why such love to me !"

5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace. The sight that veils the seraph's face; The speechless awe that dares not move. And all the silent heaven of love.

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COME, poor guilty, anxious mourner. Look to the cross ; Leave the proud, the gay, the scorner —

Look to the cross ; Lift the eye of faith to Jesus, He from sin's hard bondage frees us, When we grieve, his grace can ease us, Look to the cross.

2 Bow in humble prayer before him — '

Look to the cross. Now by faith and love adore him —

Look to the cross ; Let thy guilt no more distress thee, Peace and pardon soon shall- bless thee. And the Saviour's love caress thee ;

Look to the cross.

3 Jesus waits to grant his favor,

Look to the cross -, He's an all-sufficient Saviour,

Look to the cross ; Though thy crimes reach high as heaven, Thou 'gainst grace and truth hast striven, Here'the vilest are forgiven;

Look to the cross.

4 Dost thou feel thy spirit harden ?

Look to the cross : See repentance joined with pardon,

Look to the cross ; Hear what words of grace are spoken. Love presents her highest token, Gaze till thy hard heart is broken;

Look to the cross. 6 Wouldst thou hear thy Saviour claim thee ?

Look to the cross ;

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Wouldst thou feel his love inflame thee?

Look to the cross j Hark ! he speaks, but not in thunder, Hear, 0 earth, let angels wonder, "I have snapp'd thy chains asunder;

Look to my cross."

6 Thence flows full and free salvation.

Look to the cross ; Bought for all of every nation.

Look to the cross ; Life and joy for all the dying, Come, 'tis offered without buying, Dry thy tears and stay thy sighing ;

Look to the cross.

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COME, all ye mourning pilgrims now. The joyful news I'll tell;' The Lord hath sent salvation down,

To save our souls from hell ; The angels brought the tidings down.

To shepherds in the field,

That God to man is reconciled,

His Son, to man reveal'd.

Sing glory, honor, to the Lamb, Salvation to our King ;

Let all that's wash'd in Jesus' blood, £[i3 praises ever sing.

2 Come, all ye poor despised souls,

Unto his fold repair; Where God his boundless love unfolds.

And says he'll meet us there. His glorious presence fills our souls

With songs of loudest praise; Let all that want a Saviour dear.

Their hearts and voices raise.

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3 There's glory, glory in my soul,

It came from heaven above ; Which makes me praise my God so bold,

And his dear children love. I'll serve the bleeding Lamb of God,

I love his ways so well ; Because his precious blood was shed

To save our souls from hell.

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DELAY not, delay not, 0 sinner draw near ! The waters of life are now flowing for thee, No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Eedemption is purchased, salvation is free.

2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse

The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? A fountain is opened, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood.

3 Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, to come,

For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day;

Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,

Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away.

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace,

Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race. To sink in the vale of eternity's night.

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand,

The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens

shall fade : The dead, small and great, in the judgment

shall stand ; What power then, 0 sinner, shall lend thee

its aid !

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HARK! hark! the gospel trumpet sounds, Through earth and heaven the echo bounds ; Pardon and peace by Jesus' blood! Sinners are reconciled to God, Sinners are reconciled to God, By grace divine.

2 Come, sinners, hear the joyful news, No longer dare the grace refuse; Mercy and justice here combine, Goodness and truth harmonious join, Goodness and truth harmonious join,

To invite you near.

3 Ye saints in glory, strike the lyre; Ye mortals, catch the sacred fire : Let both the Saviour's love proclaim, Forever worthy is the Lamb, Forever worthy is the Lamb,

Of endless praise.

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HARK! the Gospel trumpet's sounding! Sinners, hear the joyful call : Christ, in pardoning love abounding. Offers liberty to all.

Turn to the Lord and seek Salvation, Through the precious Saviour's name,

Pardon, peace, and full redernption, None that seek shall seek in vain.

2 Tho' your crimes have reached to heaven,

And of deepest dye appear ; Ask, and they shall be forgiven. Seek, and you shall find him near.

3 Though the sinful world reject you,

Guardian angels hovering round,

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Ever ready to protect you, Flaming ministers are found.

4 Cast your load of guilt behind you.

To the Lord for mercy flee; Though the strongest fetters bind you, His salvation makes you free.

5 Free from hull's eternal prison,

Unbelief's tormenting chain; Endless wo, and sad perdition; Free from everlasting pain.

6 Turn, poor sinners, turn to Jesus,

Now Avhile he inviting stands; See, the blessed, loving Saviour Holds to you his wounded hands.

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JESUS, dear name, how sweet the sound, Eeplete Avith balm for every wound ; His word declares his grace is free — Come, needy sinner, come and see; Come, guilty sinner, come and see ;

Will you come f Will you come 1

2 He left the shining courts on high, Came to our world to bleed and die; Jesus, the God, hung on the tree — Come, helpless sinner, come and see; Come, guilty sinner, come and see.

3 Your sins did pierce his bleeding heart, Till death had done its dreadful part; Yet his dear love still burns to thee — Come, careless sinner, come and see; Come, guilty sinner, come and see.

4 His blood can cleanse the foulest stain, And make the filthy leper clean ;

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His blood at once availed for me — Come, anxious sinner, come and see; Come, guilty sinner, come and see.

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JUST as I am — without one plea. But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee; 0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.

2 Just as I am — and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot;

To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.

3 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind; Yea, all I need, in thee I find ;

0 Lamb of God, I come, i come.

4 Just as I am — though toss'd about. With many a conflict, many a doubt; Fightings within, and fears without —

0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.

5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive.

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe —

0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.

6 Just as I am — thy love, unknown, Has broken every barrier down ; Now to be thine, yea, thine alone,

0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.

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JUST as thou art — without one trace Of love, or joy, or inward grace, Or meetness for the heavenly place, 0 guilty sinner, come, 0 come !

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2 Thy sins I bore on Calvary's tree : The stripes, thy due, were laid on me, That peace and pardon might be free —

0 wretched sinner, come, 0 come !

3 Come, hither bring thy boding fears, Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears; 'Tis mercy's voice salutes thine ears :

0 trembling sinner, come, 0 come !

4 " The Spirit and the bride say. Come !" Rejoicing saints re-echo, Come !

Who faints, who thirsts, who will, may come. Thy Saviour bids thee ; come, 0 come !

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LISTED into the cause of sin, Why should" a good be evil ? Music, alas, too long has been

Pressed to obey the devil : Drunken or lewd, or light, the lay

Flows to the soul's undoing, Widens and strews with flowers the way Down to eternal ruin.

2 Who on the part of God will rise ?

Innocent sounds recover ; Fly on the prey, and seize the prize,

JPlunder the carnal lover; Strip him of every moving strain,

Ev'ry melting measure; Music in virtue's cause retain,

Rescue the holy pleasure.

3 Come, let us try if Jesus' love

Will not as well inspire us ; This is the theme of those above, This upon earth shall fire us :

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Try if your hearts are tuned to sing,

Is there a subject greater? Harmony all its strains may bring,

Jesus' name is sweeter.

4 Jesus the soul of music is,

His is the noblest passion; Jesus' name is life and peace,

Happiness and salvation ; Jesus' name the dead can raise,

Show us our sins forgiven ; Fill us with all the life of grace.

Carry us up to heaven.

6 Who have a right like us to sing ?

Us whom his mercy raises ? Cheerful our hearts, for Christ is king,

Joyful are all our faces. Who of his perfect love partakes.

He evermore rejoices ; Melody in our hearts we make.

Melody with our voices.

6 He that a sprinkled conscience hath.

He that in God is merry, Let him sing Psalms, the' Spirit saith.

Joyful and never weary; Offer the sacrifice of praise.

In spirit never cea^ngj Spiritual songs and anthems raise,

Worship, and thanks, and blessing.

7 Then let us in his praises join.

Triumph in his salvation; Glory ascribe to love divine.

Worship and adoration. Heaven already is begun.

Opened in each believer; Only believe, and then sing on,

Heaven is ours forever.

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NOW the Saviour standeth pleading At the sinner's bolted heart; Now in heaven he's interceding, Undertaking sinners' part.

Sinner ! can'^ou hate this Saviour?

Will you thrust him from your arms? Once he died for your behaviour,

Now he calls you to his charms.

2 Sinner ! hear your God and Saviour,

Hear his gracious voice to-day. Turn from all your vain behaviour, 0 repent, return and pray !

3 Kow he's waiting to be gracious,

Now he stands and looks on thee : See what kindness, love, and pity Shine around on you and me.

4 Come, for all things now are ready,

Yet there's room for many more : 0 ye blind, ye lame and needy. Come to wisdom's boundless store !

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OTTJEN ye, 0 turn ye, for why will ye die? When God in great mercy is coming so nigh ; Since Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, come, And angels are waiting to welcome you home.

2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, Your hearts may grow better by staying away; Come wretched, come starving, come just as

you be, While streams of salvation are flowing so free.

3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, .0 how can you question, if you will believe!

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If sin is your -burden, why will you not come? 'Tis yoii he bids welcome ; he bids you come home. 4 Why will you be starving and feeding on air? There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; If still you are doubting, make trial and see, And prove that his mercy is boundless and free.

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OHEAEKEN, sinners, we have cause To warn you of j'our danger; We pray be reconcil'd to him, Who once lay in a manger.

So! every one that thirsts,

Come ye to the waters, Freely drink and quench your thirst,

Zion's sons and daughters.

2 The awful God who made your soul,

And all the world around you. Doth charge you with ten thousand crimes, But hateth to confound you.

3 0 seek the circumcising grace,

Be wise, do not refuse it. For if you seek your life to save, You will be sure to lose it.

4 The cross of Christ you have to bear,

Fearless of persecution, Or groan you will when time shall cease. In darkness and confusion.

5 Come all ye humble weeping souls.

Who long to be foi^iv'n. We bring glad tidings unto you, From the good Lord of heav'n.

6 There is a fountain deep and wide.

For sin and all uncleanness.

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Come drink and wash, and be made white, And prove the gospel fulness.

7 0 ! see the crowd that's trav'ling on,

In paths of self-denial; They march along the banks of love, And long for your arrival.

8 Shall unbelief debar you from

The knowledge of your Saviour? Believe, and you'll be justified: Believe and live forever.

9 My night of sin and grief is gone,

My soul is filled with glory : 0! for a thousand tongues to tell Love's animating story.

10 Let heav'n and earth with me unite, And sing and shout hosanna; The Lord has pardon'd all my sins, And fill'd my soul with manna.

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OH ye young, ye gay,' ye proud, You must die and wear the shroud Time will rob you of your bloom. Death will drag you to the tomb;

The7i you'll cry, and want to be Happy i'l^ eternity.

2 Will you go to heaven ? or hell ? One you must, and there to dwell : ' Christ will come, and quickly too;

I must meet him, so must you.

3 The white throne will soon appear, All the world must then draw near Sinners will be driven down — Saints will wear the starry crown.

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POOR trembling sinner, tell me why Such floods of grief pi'oceed from thee ! "My sins distress me," you reply; Then look to Christ on Calvary.

2 Behold his sacred hands stretch'd wide,

Fast nail'd upon the fatal tree ; The cruel spear thrust in his side — 0 look by faith to Calvary.

3 See! streams of blood flow from his veins j

How great must his distresses be ! Think on his agonizing pains, When you remember Calvary.

4 "'Tis finished/' the Redeemer cried,

And paid th' amazing price for thee; Then bow'd his sacred head and died — 0, sinner, look on Calvary !

5 Come fall with love at Jesus' feet,

He suffer'd all the woes for thee ; Salvation's work he made complete. And still remembers Calvary.

6 He reigns a Prince exalted high.

An ever-glorious Priest to be; And will not trembling souls deny, The bliss which flows from Calvary. 25 5 6s & 3 5s.

P00R,-wildered, weeping heart What can relieve thee? Come, sinful as thou art,

Christ will receive thee : Come, though with woes oppressed. Soft is thy Saviour's breast. There mayst thou sweetly rest, There naught can grieve thee.

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2 Come, trembling, timid soul, •

Why this delaying ? Thunders that o'er thee roll,

Fall on thee straying ; Turn from destruction's ways, Turn to the throne of grace ; There seek thy Father's face,

Weeping and praying.

3 Hence guilty fear and doubt.

Leave me forever ; Lord, wilt thou cast me out?

Never — oh, never : From unbelief of mind; From thoughts to sin inclined — From flesh and hell combined

Thou wilt deliver.

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PILGEIM, burden'd with thy sin, Come the way to Zion's gate; There, till mercy speaks within,

Knock and weep, and watch and wait. Knock — he knows the sinner's cry,

Weep — he loves the mourner's tears. Watch — for saving grace is nigh. Wait — till heavenly grace appears.

2 Hark, it is thy Saviour's voice !

" Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest." Now within the gate rejoice,

Safe and own'd and bought and blest. Safe — from all the lures of vice,

Own'd — by joys the contrite know. Bought — by love, and life the price.

Blest — the mighty debt to owe !

3 Holy pilgrim ! what for thee

In a world like this remains ?

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From thy guarded breast shall flee Fear and shame, and doubt and pains.

Fear — the hope of heaven shall flee, Shame — from glory's view retire,

Doubt — in full belief shall die, Pain — in endless bliss expire.

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OH ! turn, rebel souls, there's mercy to-day The Saviour invites you — and for you he is pleading; Come, enter his service — no longer delay ; Your Captain is waiting, with his wounds all fresh bleeding; And the full crimson tide. From his deep pierced side. Gives proof he'll protect you, whate'er may betide, He has vanquish'd all hell, and triumphed o'er

the grave : Fear not doubting sinner — he is mighty to save.

2 In front of the fight, see the Conqueror stands.

With the trophies of war, and new glories full beaming, While onward he marches, subduing all lands By the blood of his cross as from Calvary streaming ; From the field of the slain. Shall our Jesus again Return in full triumph, and strengthen his reign. 0 ! rejoice brother soldier, his banner's unfurl'd, And his reign shall increase, and he'll conquer the world.

3 On Zion's high walls, let his watchmen all stand,

To espy the dread foe — and the Gospel trump sounding.

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To encourage to fight — Immanuel's band — And induce conquer'd sinners, their weajDons now grounding, To look up for his grace, And repair to their place, In phalanx to stand, and his enemies face, "While his blood-stained banner in triumph iS

wav'd O'er the hosts he's redeemed, and the thousands he's sav'd.

For soldiers I come, my commission I show, In the name of my Saviour, I now am re- cruiting, I enlist old and young, not fearing the foe; For the conquest he'll gain, and the honors well suiting To the cause shall attend; For he's always a friend In danger and loss, to the war's final end, And when time is no more, still his banner

shall wave. To show to all worlds, that he is mighty to save.

The saints from all lands, who have faithfully stood In the patience of hope, through the war's desolation, Array'd in the robes, which they wash'd in his blood. To Mount Zion shall come, and with high approbation. Shall rejoicingly stand, And await the command. To turn to the right, and inherit the land Prepar'd for his soldiers, where his banner shall

wave. O'er the ransom'd from hell, and the spoils of the grave.

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6 In glory they rise from their mould'ring beds, Where with honors of war, they have long been reposing; With palms in their hands, and bright crowns on their heads, All adorn'd with the light of a day — never closing! See the glorious band, In Immanuel's land ; Now honor'd of God, for they died sword in hand ; Through the blood of the Lamb, who is mighty

to save. They have conquered all hell, and escaped from the grave !

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ROUSE ye at the Saviour's call, Sinners, rouse ye, one and all; Wake, or soon your souls will fall —

Fall in deep despair. Wo to him who turns away; Jesus kindly calls to-day: Come, 0 sinner, while you may, Raise your soul in prayer.

2 Heard ye not the Saviour cry ? "Turn, 0 turn, why will you die?"

And in keenest agony,

Mourn too late your doom ! Haste, for time is rushing on ! Soon the fleeting hour is gone, The lifted arrow flies anon,

To sink you in the tomb !

3 By the Saviour's bleeding love, By the joys of heaven above. Let these words your spirit move;

Quick to Jesus fly !

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Come and save your souls from death, Haste ! escape Jehovah's wrath ; Fly ! for life's a fleeting breath, Soon, 0 soon you'll die.

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REMEMBER, sinful youth, you must die! you must die ! Remember, sinful youth, you must die ! Remember, sinful youth, who hate the way of

truth, And in your pleasures boast, you must die ! you

must die ! And in your pleasures boast, you must die.

2 Uncertain are your days here below, here below, Uncertain are your days here below, Uncertain are your days, for God hath many

ways To bring you to your graves here below, here

below. To bring you to your graves here below.

3 And if you travel down the broad road, the

broad road, And if you travel down the broad road, And if you travel down, to darkness you are

bound, Eternally around, the broad road, the broad road. Eternally around, the broad road.

4 To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, you

are bound. To a dreadful judgment day you are bound. To a dreadful judgment day, be your thoughts

whate'er they may; Nor can you it delay, you are bound, you are

bound. Nor can you it delay, you are bound.

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5 The God who built the sky, great I AM, great

I AM,

The God who built the sky, great I AM,

The God who built the sky, hath said (and can- not lie),

Impenitents must die, and be lost, and be lost,

Impenitents must die, and be lost.

6 AndO! myfriends, don't you. I entreat, I entreat, And 0 ! my friends, don't you, I entreat.

And 0 ! my friends, don't you your carnal mirth

pursue, Your guilty souls undo, I entreat, I entreat, Your guilty souls undo, I entreat.

7 Unto the Saviour flee, 'scape for life, 'scape for

life, Unto the Saviour flee, 'scape for life'. Unto the Saviour flee, lest death eternal be, Your final destiny, 'scape for life, 'scape for life. Your final destiny, 'scape for life.

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SINNERS, go, will you go. To the highlands of Heaven, Where the storms never blow,

And the long summer's giA^en ? Where the bright blooming flowers.

Are their odors emitting.

And the leaves of the bowers

In the hedges are flitting.

2 Where the saints robed in white.

Cleansed in life's flowing fountain. Shining beauteous and bright,

They inhabit the mountain Where no sin nor dismay,

Neither trouble nor sorrow. Will be felt for a day.

Nor be feared for the morrow.

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3 He's prepared thee a home.

Sinner, canst thou believe it? And invites thee to come,

Sinner, wilt thou receive it ? O come, sinner, come.

For the tide is receding, And the Saviour will soon

xVnd forever cease pleading.

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SIISTNEES, will you scorn the message Sent in mercv from above ? Every sentence — oh, how tender! Every line is full of love ;

Listen to it — Every line is full of love.

2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel,

News from Zion's King proclaim, To each rebel sinner — "Pardon, Free forgiveness in his name!"

How important ! Free forgiveness in his name !

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3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor;

Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; And with news of consolation Chase away the falling tears;

Tender heralds — Chase away the falling tears.

4 Who hath our report believed?

Who received the joyful word ? Who embraced the news of pardon, Offered to you by. the Lord ?

Can you slight it — Offered to you by the Lord ?

5 Oh, ye angels, hovering round us,

Waiting spirits, speed your way, *

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Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay:

Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey.

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STOP, poor sinner ! stop and think, Before you farther go ! Can you sport upon the brink

Of everlasting wo? Hell beneath is gaping wide,

Vengeance waits the dread command: Soon he'll stop your sport and pride, And sink you with the damn'd.

Then be entreated now to stop ; For unless you toarning take, Ere you are aiuare you'll drop Into a burning lake.

2 Say, have you an arm like God,

That you his will oppose? Fear you not that iron rod

With which he breaks his foes ? Can you stand in that great day

When he judgment will proclaim? When the earth shall melt away

Like wax before the flame ?

3 Ghastly death shall quickly come,

And drag you to the bar ; Then to hear your awful doom

Will fill you with despair; All your sins around you'll crowd —

Sins of a blood-crimson dye; Each for vengeance crying loud;

And what will you reply ?

4 Though your heart be made of steel,

Your forehead lined with brass,

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God at length will make you feel,

He will not let you pass : Sinners then in vain will call,

(Though they now despise his grace,) " Rocks and mountains on us fall,

And hide us from his face."

5 But as yet there is a hope

You may his mercy know : Though his arm is lifted up,

He still forbears the blow: 'Twas for sinners Jesus died,

Sinners he invites to come : None that come shall be denied,

He says, ''There still is room."

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SINNERS, the city where you dwell Is doomed to fearful wo; Those dark, impending clouds foretell The quick descending blow.

Sinners, the hiding-place is nigh,

The Saviour calls — away ; He is your only refuge— fiy ; There's danger in delay.

2 Beneath you shall the trembling ground

Quake with the wrath of God ; While all above you, and around, Shall roll the fiery flood.

3 Haste from your revels and your mirth,

And all your carnal joys ; The day of wrath is bursting forth ; Oh ! hasten to be wise.

4 Fh'^ to the mountain, quickly fly;

Nor will your flight be vain ; 'Tis God's own house, and heaven is nigh ; Stay not in all the plain. 3

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6 Angels, sweet messengers of love, Lend them. your rapid wing; And thou, good Spirit from above, All needful succors bring. 6 Why do you tarry, trembling souls? Haste ere the lightning's blaze ; Fly ere the rumbling thunder calls ; Fly to the hiding-place. 34 8s, 7s & 4s.

STOP, poor sinners, and look yonder. See your sins like mountains rise, 0 astonishing the number,

Higher mounting than the skies :

Cry for mercy. Dread the death that never dies.

2 On the crumbling banks of ruin,

How can you securely dwell ? Sinners, vengeance is pursuing, And will sweep you down to hell :

Then to heaven Finally you'll bid farewell.

3 Doomed where sorrow after sorrow

Follow on Avithout control, Floods of vengeance big with horror Without intermission roll;

Wrath vindictive Overwhelms the guilty soul.

4 See yon sun how swift he hasteth

Through the circuit of the skies;

How your golden moment wasteth.

Sinners, pray at length be wise :

0 ! he's setting, And may set no more to rise.

5 See how fast your time is flying.

Will ye sinners yet delay ?

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One is gone, another's dying, 0 ! to God for mercy pray :

Time is precious ; God may next call you away.

6 Now's the time for preparation,

While the vital air you breathe; God is offering you salvation, Calls you yet to turn and live ;

Boundless mercy — All who come he will receive.

7 See the precious blood of Jesus

Streaming from th' accursed tree, Will not this suffice to grieve us, Jesus spilt his blood for me ;

Come then, sinners, And his great salvation see.

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SINISTERS, come, let's fly to Jesus ! Oh ! how he loves ! From our thraldom he'll release us,

Oh, how he loves I Oh, how glad we are to hear him Bid such sinful worms come near him, . Why should we distrust or fear him ? Oh, how he loVes !

2 It's life, eternal life to know him.

Oh, how he loves ! Think, oh, think, how much we owe him.

Oh, how he loves ! With hi^ 'precious blood he bought us. In the .w.^e'rness he sought us, To his fol4;he kindly brought us.

Oh, how he loves !

3 Come, and jn his arms he'll take us,

Oh, how he loves !

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Never leave us, nor forsake us,

Oh, how he loves ! Men may slight and disrespect us. But their wrath shall not affect us, Jesus will from harm protect us,

Oh, how he loves!

4 When the spark of life is waning.

Oh, how he loves ! "When the languid eye is straining.

Oh, how he loves ! When the feeble pulse is ceasing, Start not at its swift decreasing, 'Tis the fettered soul releasing ;

Oh, how he loves !

5 When the pangs of death assail thee.

Oh, how he loves ! Christ is thine, he cannot fail thee.

Oh, how he loves ! Yes, though death and hell endeavor, From his love thy soul to sever, Jesus is thy strength forever^

Oh, how he loves !

6 Soon in heaven we'll adore him.

Oh, how he loves! Cast our glitfring crowns before him.

Oh, how he loves ! When the victory is completed, And around his throne we're seated. Then we'll sing and still rej)eat it;

Oh, how he loves.

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THOUGH in the outward church below, The wheat and tares together growj Jesus ere long will weed the crop, And pluck the tares in anger up.

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For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.

2 Will it relieve their horrors there, To recollect their stations here ;

How much they heard, how much they knew, How much among the wheat they grew?

3 Oh ! this will aggravate their case,

, They perish'd under means of grace; To them the word of life and faith Became an instrument of death,

4 We seem alike when thus we meet. Strangers might think we all were wheat; But to the Lord's all-searching eyes. Each heart appears without disguise.

5 The tares are spar'd for various ends. Some for the sake of praying friends; Others the Lord, against their will. Employs Ifis counsels to fulfil.

6 But tho' they grow so tall and strong. His plan will not require them long; In harvest when he saves his own. The tares shall into hell be thrown.

7 Most awful thought, and is it so ? Must all mankind the harvest know? Is every man a wheat or tare ?

Me, for that harvest, Lord, prepare.

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THY faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find. So true to thy word, so loving and kind. : Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race. The vilest offender may turn and find grace.

2 The mercy I feel, to others I show, I set to my seal that Jesus is true :

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Ye all may find favor, who come at his call, 0 come to my Saviour, his grace is for all.

3 To save what was lost from heaven he came j Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus' name !

He offers you pardon ; he bids you be free; "If sin be your burden, 0 come unto me !"

4 0 let me commend my Saviour to you; The publican's friend, and advocate too: For you he is pleading his merits and death ; With God interceding for sinners beneath.

5 Then let us submit his grace to receive : Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe : We all are forgiven for Jesus' sake :

Our title to heaven, his merits we take.

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WITH tearful eyes I look around, Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet 'midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, " Come to Me."

2 It tells me of a place of rest —

It tells me where my soul may flee; 0! to the weary, faint, oppressed. How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me." .

3 When nature shudders, loth to part

From all I love, enjoy, and see ; When a faint chill steals o'er rhy heart, A sweet voice utters, " Come to Me."

4 Come, for all else must fail and die;

Earth is no resting-place for thee;

Heavenward direct thy weeping eye,

I am thy portion, " Come to Me."

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WE'EE traveling home to heaven above, Will you go? will you go? To sing the Saviour's dying love,

"Will you go ? will you go ? Millions have reach'd that blest abode, Anointed kings and priests to God; And millions more are on the road. Will you go ? will you go ?

2 We're going to walk the plains of light.

Will you go ? will you go ? Where perfect day excludes the night;

Will you go ? will you go ? Our sun will there no more go down, In that blest world of great renown, Our days of mourning past and gone ;

Will you go ? will you go ?

3 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb,

Will you go ? will you go ? In rapturous strains to praise his name,

Will you go? will you go ? A crown of life we there shall wear, The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear And all the joys of heaven we'll share;

Will you go? will you go?

4 We're going where tears will never flow,

Will you go? will you go? And sorrow we no more shall know.

Will you go ? will you go ? 'Tis there the saints shall die no more, But live with Christ in heaven secure, Their God and Saviour to adore ;

Will you go ? will you go ?

5 We're going to join the heavenly choir.

Will you go ? will you go ?

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To raise our voice and tune the lyre. Will you go? will you go? There saints and angels sweetly sing Hosannas to their God and King, And make the heavenly arches ring; Will you go? will you go?

6 Ye mourning, heavy laden souls,

Will you go ? will you go ? Where peace and joy forever roll,

Will you go? will you go? Jesus is ready to receive If thou wilt on him now believe, He'll give thy troubled conscience easej

Come believe! come believe!

7 Come, 0 backsliders ! come away !

Will you go? will you go? Eeturn again to Christ and say,

I will go I I will go! The Lord will thy backslidings heal, His love again he will reveal, And pardon on thy conscience seal;

Will you go ? will you go ?

8 The way to heaven is free for all,

Will you go? will you go? For Jew and Gentile, great and small,

Will you go? will you go? Make up your mind, give God your heart. With every sin and idol part, And now for glory make a start;

Will you go ? will you go ?

9 The way to heaven is straight and plain,

Will you go? Avill you go? Eepent, believe, be born again.

Will you go? will you go? The Saviour cries aloud to thee, Take up thy cross and follow me,

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And thou shalt my salvation see ;

Come to me ! come to me !

10 Oh. ! could I hear sonfe sinner say,

I will go ! I will go ! I'll start this moment, clear the way,

Let me go! let me go! My old companions fare you well, I will not go with you to hell, I mean with Jesus Christ to dwell ;

Let me go ! fare you well !

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WHAT could your Eedeemer do, More than he hath done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood ? After all his flow of love,. All his drawings from above, Why will ye your Lord deny? Why will ye resolve to die ?

2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners, turn : By his life your God hath sworn, He would have you turn and live, He would all the world receive; If your death were his delight, Would he you to life invite? Would he ask. beseech, and cry. Why will ye resolve to die ?

3 Sinners, turn, while God is near: Dare not think him insincere : Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands, All day long he spreads his hands ; Cries, " Ye will not happy be ;

No, ye will not come to me, — Me, who life to none deny ; Why will ye resolve to die ?"

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4 Can ye doubt if God is love? If to all his bowels move? Will ye not his loord ^jeceive ? Will ye not his oath believe ? See, the suffering God appears; Jesus weeps, believe his tears ! Mingled with his blood they cry, "Why will ye resolve to die?"

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Pilgr wi Band.

WE'RE marching to the promised land, A land all fair and bright; Come, join our happy pilgrim band, And seek the plains of light.

Oh ! come, and join our Pilgrim hand, Our toils and triumphs share,

We soon shall reach the promised land, And rest forever there.

2 The deep Red Sea already crossed,

Safe on its banks we stood ; And saw our foes, old Pharaoh's host, Plunged in the angry flood.

3 The Saviour feeds his little flock;

His grace is richly given; The living water from the rock, And daily bread from heaven.

4 To Canaan's bounds he points the way,

And guides our feet aright; A cloudy pillar leads by day; A fiery one by night

5 "Come with us, we will do thee good;"

Here is our heart and hand. To meet you over Jordan's flood. And share the promised land.

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6 There in that land no tears are shed; Nor sigh escapes the heart; To joy's full fountain all are led; And there they never part.

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WHY wanderest thou so far from home ? Fli/ to Jesus: The vilest of the vile may come: Til/ to Jesu^.

To the Saviour fly — to his shielding breast;

Fly to Jesus ; Lay thy burden there — he will give thee rest;

Fly to Jesus.

2 The tempter whispers, "Yet delay;" Resist his wiles and come to-day.

3 To-day thy homeward pathway trace; Long hast thou toiled in folly's ways.

4 Thy toils have only brought thee woes; Oh, tarry not — the door may close.

5 Come feast on joys divinely pure: Come, and eternal life secure.

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YOUNG people all, attention give, While I address you in God's name; You who in sin and folly live,

Come hear the counsel of a friend : I sought for bliss in glitt'ring toys.

And rang'd the luring scenes of vice, But never found substantial joys, Until I heard my Saviour's voice.

2 He spake my sins at once forgiv'n, And wash'd my load of guilt away,

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He gave me pardon, peace, and heaven, And thus I found the good old way :

And now with trembling sense I view, Huge billows roll beneath your feet, . For death eternal waits for you,

Who slight the force of gospel truth.

3 Youth, like the spring, will soon be gone,

By fleeting time, or conq'ring death; Yon morning sun may set at noon.

And leave you ever in the dark : Your sparkling eyes and blooming cheeks

Must wither, like the blasted rose, The coffin, earth, and winding sheet,

Will soon your active limbs enclose.

4 Ye heedless ones that widely stroll.

The grave must soon become your bed ; Where silence reigns, and vapors roll,

In solemn silence round your head : Your friends may pass that lonesome place.

And with a sigh move slowly on. Still gazing on the spires of grass.

With which your graves are overgrown.

5 But 0, the soul ! where vengeance reigns.

It sinks with groans and ceaseless cries. It rolls amidst the burning flames

In endless wo and agonies: There swallow'd up in darkest night,

Wher^ devils howl, and thunders roar, To rage in keen despair and guilt,

Wlien thousand, thousand years are o'er.

6 0 ! fellow youth, this is the state

Of all who do free grace refuse, And soon with you 'twill be too late,

The way of life in Christ to choose: Come, lay your carnal weapons by.

No longer fight against your God ;

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But with my mission now comply, And heaven shall be your great reward.

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YE thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear, And take, through his blood, a pow'r to draw near J His kind invitation, ye sinners, embrace, ' Accepting salvation, salvation by grace.

2 Send down from above, who governs the skies, In vehement love, to sinners he cries, "Drink u)ito my Spirit, who happy would be, And all things inherit, by coming to me."

3 G Saviour of all, thy word we believe. And come at thy call, thy grace to receive : The blessing is given wherever thou art: The earnest of heaven is love in the heart,

4 To us at thy feet the Comforter give, Who gasp to admit thy Spirit, and live ; The weakest believers acknowledge for thine, And fill us with rivers of water divine !

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YE blooming'youth, I pray give ear, A death-bed lamentation hear ! Ere death shall blast the opening flower, 0 make your peace and calling sure.

2 In pride, and wealth, and pleasure's maze, I've spent the morning of my days;

Did oft in gayest circles shine,

Nor thought my sun would e'er decline.

3 My beauty, once my greatest pride, The cold and silent grave will hide; The rose so late in SAveetest bloom. The hungry worm will soon consume.

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4 Oft I've adorned this blooming face,

My limbs have decked with sweetest grace; But though so lovely and so fair, The winding sheet I soon must wear.

5 In sinful pleasures I have spent The golden moments God hath lent; And now, beneath his awful frown, I soon shall sink in anguish down.

6 Oft I have heard the gospel call, But madly have rejected all ; And now the day of grace is o'er, I sink, alas ! to rise no, more.

7 Oft I have felt the inward smart,

And anguish keen has seized my heart. And oft, alone, resolved in tears, To seek the Lord in riper years.

8 But with conviction still I strove, Despised a Saviour's offered love, Eefused with sinful joys to part, And grieved his Spirit from my heart.

9 Now soon with me shall time be o'er: My sun shall rise and set no more; But, sinking down in endless pain, ShaJl never, never rise again.

10 Ye blooming youth, a long farewell, 0 shun the path that leads to hell, Seek now your slighted Saviour's face. No more despise his offered grace.

11 No more his loving Spirit grieve.

Lest he your precious soul should leave; 0 think, that ere to-morrow's sun You may forever be undone.

12 0 Christian friends, a long adieu.

I've been reproved and warned by you :

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Oft have I heard your weeping cry, "Turn, sinner, turn, why will you die?"

13 But mercy has forever fled, I sink among the silent deadj My life is o'er, my glass has run, Farewell to all below the sun.

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AFFLICTIONS, though they seem severe, In mercy oft are sent ; They stopped the Prodigal's career, And caused him to repent.

2 Although he no relentings felt

Till he had spent his store, His stubborn heart began to melt "When famine pinched him sore.

3 '' What have I gained by sin." he said,

*' But hunger, shame, and fear ? My father's house abounds with bread, While I am starving here.

4 " I'll go and tell him all I've done,

Fall down before his face:

Unworthy to be called his son,

I'll seek a servant's place."

5 His father saw him corning back:

He saw, and ran, and smiled ; Then threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child.

6 "Father, I've sinned, but oh, forgive!"

" Enough," the father said : "Eejoice, my house, my son's alive. For whom I mourned as dead.

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7 "Now let the fatted calf be slain,

Go spread the news around, — My son was dead, but lives again; "VVas lost, but now is found."

8 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals.

To call poor sinners home: More than a father's love he feels, And welcomes all that come.

AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in guilt and thrall I found, . I knew not what to do: O'erwhelmed with guilt, with anguish slain, The sinner must be born again, Or sink in endless wo.

2 Amazed I stood, but could not tell Which way to shun the gates of hell,

For death and hell drew near: I strove indeed, but strove in vain; The sinner must be born again.

Still sounded in my ear.

3 Then to the law I trembling fled. It poured its curses on my laead,

I no relief could find : This fearful truth I found remain. The sinner must be born again,

O'erwhelmed my troubled mind.

4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll. And guilt lay heavy on my soul,

A vast unwieldy load : Alas ! I heard and found it plain. The sinner must be born again.

Or drink the wrath of God.

5 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus conquered death and hell,

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And broke the fowler's snare; But when I found this truth remain. The sinner must be born again,

I sunk in deep despair.

6 While thus mv soul in anguish lay, Jesus of Naz'reth passed that way,

I felt his pity move : The sinner by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born again,

And sings redeeming love.

7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew, The angels tuned their harps anew.

And loftier sounds did raise : All hail the Lamb that once was slain. Unnumbered millions born again,

Shall shout thy endless praise.

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AWAKE ! 0 guilty world, awake ! Behold the earth's foundation shake ! While the Redeemer bleeds for you: His death proclaims to all our race Free grace, free grace, free grace, free grace, To all the Jews and Gentiles too !

2 Come, guilty mortals, come and see Your Saviour hanging on the tree !

For you all drest in purple gore ; His weight of wo did veil the sun ! 'Tis done, 'f >;/one> 'tis done, 'tis done,

That man ib.'ight live for evermore !

3 Behold the wounded Lamb of God, Spreading his bleeding hands abroad !

Come see him yielding Up to death ! Behold him in his agonies ! He dies ! he dies ! he dies ! he dies !

And yields his last expiring breath. 4

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4 He dies, and triumphs over death. To give the dead immortal breath,

And spread the wonders of his name ! Shout, brethren, shout with cheerful voice; Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,

And give the glory to the Lamb.

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REVIEW the palsied sinner's case. Who sought for health in Jesus ; His friends conveyed him to the place

Where he might meet with Jesus. A multitude were thronging round

To keep them back from Jesus ; But from the roof they let him down Before the face of Jesus.

2 Thus, brethren, help these friends of yours

To find their way to Jesus ; His grace the worst diseases cures ;

Oh, help them on to Jesus. The palsy's fearful stroke they feel :

There's none can save but Jesus j 'Tis he alone their souls can heal:

Oh, help them on to Jesus.

3 The fainting souls by sin diseased,

There's none can save but Jesus; With more than plague or palsy seized,

Oh, help them on to Jesus. The seeds of death are sown witiin;

There's none can save but Jes\ 3 ; The worst disease on earth is sin.

Oh, helj) them on to Jesus.

4 0 Saviour, hear their mournful cry.

And tell them thou art Jesus ; Oh, speak the word, or they must die, And bid farewell to Jesus :

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Now let them hear thy voice declare,

Thou all-sufficient Jesus, That thou didst die to hear their prayer,

And give them health in Jesus.

5 The great Physician now is near.

The sympathizing Jesus ; He speaks the drooping heart to cheer.

Oh, hear the voice of Jesus : Your many sins are all forgiven,

Oh, hear the voice of Jesus ; Go on your way in peace to heaven,

And wear a crown with Jesus.

6 All glory to the dying Lamb !

I now believe in Jesus, I love my blessed Saviour's name,

I love the name of Jesus : His name dispels my guilt and fear,

N"o oth§r name but Jesus ; Oh. how my soul delights to hear

The charming name of Jesus !

7 Come, brethren, help me sing his praise ;

Oh, praise the name of Jesus ; And sisters, all your voices raise;

Oh, bless the name of Jesus : And when to that bright world above

"We rise to see our Jesus, "We'll sing around the throne of love.

The name, the name of Jesus.

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BLESSED Saviour ! when my thoughts recall T«he wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet aghamed I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ? Ah, vile, ungrateful heart!

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By earth's low cares detained — betrayed From Jesus to depart.

3 From Jesus, who alone can give

True pleasure, peace, and rest: When absent from my Lord, I live Unsatisfied, unblest.

4 But he for his own mercy's sake

My wandering soul restores ; He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores.

6 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential sigh, Confirm the kind forgiving word With pity in thine eye !

6 Then shall the mourner at thy feet Eejoice to seek thy face ; And grateful own how kind, how sweet, Thy condescending grace.

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WITH melting heart and weeping eyes. My guilty soul for mercy cries; What shall 1 do, or whither flee, T' escape that vengeance due to me ?

2 Till now I saw no danger nigh ; I lived at ease, nor feared to die ; Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, *'I shall have peace at last," I cried.

3 But when. Great God ! thy light divine Had shone on this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling awe, The terrors of thy holy law.

4 How dreadful now my guilt appears,

In childhood,' youth, and growing years !

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Before thy pure, discerning eye, Lord, what a filthy wretch am I ! 5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue, Deatib and destruction are my due : Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live.

5 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name ? To him I look, and humbly cry, " 0 save a wretch condemned to die \"

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DROOPING soul, shake off thy fears ; Fearful soul, be strong, be bold; Tarry till thy Lord appears,

Never, never quit thy hold ! Murmur not at his delay,

Dare not set thy God a time : Calmly for his coming stay. Leave it, leave it all to him.

2 Fainting soul, be bold, be strong ;

Wait the coming of thy Lord, Though it seem to tarry long,

True and faithful is his word ; On his word my soul I cast,

(He cannot himself deny,) Surely it shall speak at last :

It shall speak, and shall not lie.

3 Every one that seeks shall find ;

Every one that asks shall have Christ, the Saviour of mankind.

Willing, able all to save; I shall his salvation see ;

I in faith on Jesus call ; I from sin shall be set free.

Perfectly set free from all.

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4 Lord, my time is in thine hand,

Weak and helpless as I am; Surely thou canst make me stand ;

I believe in Jesus' name; Saviour in temptation thou,

Thou hast saved me heretofore ; Thou from sin dost save me now :

Thou shalt save me evermore.

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ENSLAVED to sense, to pleasure prone, Fond of created good : Father, our helplessness we own, And trembling taste our food.

2 Trembling we tas4;e; for ah! no more

To thee the creatures lead ; Changed, they exert a baneful power. And poison while they feed.

3 Cursed for the sake of wretched man.

They now engross him whole; With pleasing force on earth detain, And sensualize his soul.

4 Grov'ling on earth, we still must lie

Till Christ the curse repeal ; Till Christ, descending from on highj Infected nature heal.

5 Come then, our heavenly Adam, come,

Thy healing influence give ; Hallow our food, reverse our doom. And bid us eat and live. .

<) The bondage of corruption break ; For this our spirits groan : Thy only will Ave fain would seek ; O save us from our own :

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7 Turn the full stream of nature's tide ;

Let all our actions tend To thee, their source ; thy love the guide, Thy glory be the end.

8 Earth then a scale to heaven shall be ; *

Sense shall point out the road; The creatures all shall lead to thee, And all we taste be God.

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JESUS, my advocate on high, I yield myself to thee ; While thou art sitting on thy throne

0 Lord ! remember me.

Bem^nber me, remember me, 0 Lord, remember me.

Remember, Lord, thy dying groans, And then remember me.

2 Jesus ! thou art the sinner's friend,

As such I look to thee ; Now in the bowels of thy love, Oh, Lord ! remember me.

3 Remember thy pure word of grace,

Eemember Calvary ; Remember all thy dying groans. And then remember me.

4 Thou wondrous Advocate with God !

1 yield myself to thee;

"While thou art sitting on thy throne, Oh, Lord ! remember me. •

5 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile,

Yet thy salvation's free ; Then, in thy all-abounding grace, Oh, Lord ! remember me.

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6 Howe'er forsaken or distressed^

Howe'er oppressed I be, Howe'er afflicted here on earth, Do thou remember me.

7 And when I close mine eyes in death,

And creature helps all flee, Then, oh, my great Eedeejiier, God! I pray, remember me.

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HAEK ! from the cross a gracious voice Salutes my ravish'd ears. Rejoice, thou ransomed soul, rejoice, And dry those falling tears.

2 Amazed, I turn, grown strangely bold.

This wondrous thing to see; And there my dying Lord behold. Stretched on the bloody tree !

3 "Sinner," he cries, "behold the head

This thorny wreath entwines; Look on these wounded hands, and read Thy name in crimson lines.

4 "These wounds I bear, these pains I feel.

This anguish rends my breast, That I may save thy soul from hell. And give thee endless rest."

5 The power, the sweetness of that voice>

My stony heart can move, Make me in Christ, my Lord, rejoice. And melt my soul to love.

6 No more my harp neglected lies,

"With silent, broken strings ; . From earth my soul has learned to rise. And mount on eagles' wings.

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7 My dying Saviour's -wondrous love On earth employs my tongue ; And when I walk in white above, That love shall be my song.

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JESUS, save my dying soul, Make the broken spirit whole ; Humbled in the dust I lie, Saviour, leave me not to die.

2 Jesus, full of every grace, Xow reveal thy smiling face ; Grant the joy of saints forgiven. Foretaste of the bliss of heaven.

3 All my guilt to thee is known ; Thou art righteous, thou alone :

All my help is from thy cross, •

All beside I count but loss.

4 Lord, in thee I now believe; Wilt thou, wilt thou not forgive ? Helpless at thy feet I lie, Saviour, leave me not to die.

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MY Lord, my Life, at last to thee, The sinner's Friend, for aid I flee ; No other help, nor hope have I,- Oh ! wilt thou let the sinner die ?

2 Thy name is love — to me make known The grace for which I pant and groan j Thou only canst that grace supply; Oh ! wilt thou let the sinner die ?

3 My guilt I own — ^'tis wholly mine. The power to save is only thine ; '

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Canst thou that saving power deny ? Oh ! wilt thou let the sinner die ?

4 I weep, I mourn — but how can tears Wash out the harden'd guilt of years ? I only on thy blood rely ;

Oh ! wilt thou let the sinner die ?

5 To save my soul didst thou not bleed? Dost thou not live to intercede?

My Friend, my Advocate on high, Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die ?

6 Oh no, oh no — my soul shall live, And Christ shall all the praise receive, Shall live, his grace to testify ;

Thou wilt not let the sinner die.

PEAYER.

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BRETHREN, we have met to worship And adore the Lord our God; Will you pray with all your power, While we try to preach the word? All is vain unless the Spirit

Of the holy one comes down — Brethren, pray, and holy manna Will be shower'd all around.

2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you

Slumbering on the brink of woe, Death is coming, hell is moving.

Can yovi bear to let them go ? See our fathers, and our mothers.

And our children sinking down ; Brethren, pray, and holy manna

Will *be shower'd all around.

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3 Brethren, here are poor backsliders,

Who were onee near heaven's door, But they have betray'd their Saviour,

And are worse than e'er before ; Yet the Saviour offers pardon,

If they will lament their wound, Brethren, pray, and holy manna

"Will be shower'd all around.

4 Sisters, will you join and help, as

Moses' sister helped him, ' While you see the trembling sinners

Who are struggling hard with sin? Tell them all about the Saviour,

Tell them that he will be found j Pray on, sisters, and the manna

Will be shower'd all around.

5 Let us love our God supremely, *

Let us love each other too, Let us love and pray for sinners,

Till our God makes all things new: Then he'll call us home to heav.'n,

At his table we'll sit down, > Christ will gird himself and serve us

With sweet manna all around.

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BRETHREN, here are mourners pleading For the mercy of the Lord: Come, and for them, interceding. All your promised help afford.

Hear them, like Bartimeus crying, Who is this that passes ly f

Jesus ! Jesus ! Son of David ! Mercy grant, or else I die.

2 Have you not a prayer to offer ? -

Can you not their sorrows feel ?

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Think on what their souls must suffer, Till the Lord their blindness heal.

3 Thej have come to Christ their Saviour,

All their sins on him were laid : While they supplicate his favor,

Cheer them Avith your promised aid.

4 Cannot two be found agreeing,

Touching what you seek from heaven ? Hear ye not the Saviour saying, Ask in faith, it shall be given ?

Hallelujah to the Saviour !

Who has died that we may live ; In his name we noio find favor,

And the Mind their sight receive.

5 Open now your eyes and view him;

Blind they are, but they shall see; Hark! he bids you hasten to him; Jesus says, "Come unto me."

6 Kow we join our cheerful voices,

And the loud hosanna raise;

"While the angel-throng rejoices.

Loftier be our notes of praise.

Hallelujah ! Judah's Lion

Leads the conquering hosts along _

Lo .' the ipearly gates of Zion Rise in echo to our song.

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COME, Lord, dwell in my bosom ! There, there hast thou thy throne ; Thou, thou knowest I love thee, Deign, Lord, to call me thine own.

2 Sweet, sweet voice of my Jesus, Soft as music of heaven,

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"Fear not, I have redeemed thee — Fear not, thy sins are forgiven !"

b 0 then, dwell in my bosom !

There, there reign on thy throne, Thou, thou knowest I love thee, Now I am ever thine own.

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COME, Lord, from above, the mountains re- move, O'erturn all that hinders the course of thy love : My bosom inspire, enkindle the fire, And wrap my whole soul in the flames of desire.

• 2 I languish and pine for the comfort divine, 0 when shall I say my beloved is mine ! I've chose the good part, my portion thou art:

0 Love, let me find thee, 0 God, in my heart!

3 For this my heart sighs, nothing else can suffice; How, Lord, can I purchase the pearl of great

price ? It cannot be bought, thou know'st I have nought, Not an action, a word, or a truly good thought.

4 But I hear a voice say, without money you may Beceive it, whoever hath nothing to pay ; Who on Jesus relies, without money or price, The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys.

5 The blessing is free, so. Lord, let it be :

1 yield that thy love should be given to me; I freely receive what thou freely dost give. And consent to thy love, in thine Eden to live.

6 The gift I embrace, the giver I praise. And ascribe my salvation to Jesus' grace ; It came from above, the foretaste I prove. And I soon shall receive all thy fulness of love.

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DEAR Jesus ! here comes and knocks at thy door, A beggar for crumbs, distressed and poor. Blind, lame, and forsaken, all roll'd in his blood, At last overtaken when running from God.

2 To ask children's bread I dare not presume, But, Lord, to be fed with fragments I come ; Some crumbs from thy table 0 let me obtain. For lo ! thou art able my wants to sustain.

3 I own I deserve no favor to see.

So long did I swerve and wander from thee, Till brought by affliction my follies to mourn; Now under conviction to thee I return.

4 For since thou hast said, thou'lt cast away none "Who fly to thine aid as sinners undone; Now, Lord, I am come as condemned to die, And on this sweet promise I humbly rely.

5 I cannot depart, dear Jesus, nor yield,

Till my poor heart feels this promise fulfill'd ;

That I may forever a monument be,

To praise the dear Saviour of sinners like me.

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ENCOURAGED by thy word Of promise to the poor, Behold a beggar, Lord,

Waits at thy mercy's door : '

No hand, no heart, 0 Lord ! but thine, Can help or pity wants like mine.

2 The beggar's usual plea, • Relief from men to gain, If offer'd unto thee, ,

I know thou would'st disdain :

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But those which move thy gracious ear, Are such as men would scorn to hear.

3 I have no right to say,

That though I now am poor, Yet once there was a day

When I possessed more ; Thou knowest, from my very birth, I've been the poorest wretch on earth.

4 Nor dare I to profess,

As beggars often do, Though great is my distress,

My faults have been but few ; If thou shouldst leave my soul to starve, It would be what I should deserve.

5 Nor dare I to pretend

I never begg'd before, And if thou now befriend,

I'll trouble thee no more : Thou often hast relieved my pain, And often I must come again.

6 Though crumbs are much too good

For such a wretch as I, No less than childi-en's food, ,

My soul can satisfy : 0, do not frown and bid me go. Until a blessing thou bestow.

7 Nor can I willing be.

Thy bounties to conceal From others, who, like me,

•Their wants and hunger feel ; I'll tell them of thy mercy's store, And try to send ten thousand more.

8 Thy ways, thou only wise,

Our ways and thoughts transcend,

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Far as the arched skies

Above the earth extend : Such pleas as mine men would not hear, But God receives the beggar's prayer.

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FATHER of mercies, God of lovel Oh, hear an humble suppliant's cry; Bend from thy lofty seat above,

Thy throne of glorious majesty : Oh, deign to listen to my voice, And bid this drooping heart rejoice.

2 I urge no merits of my own,

For I, alas, am all that's vile; No — when I bow before thy throne.

Dare to converse with God awhile, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, That dearest, sweetest name to me.

3 Within this heart of mine, I feel

The weight of sin's oppressive load. Oh, helj)! or else I sink to hell —

Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God! Entomb'd within that dread abyss. And exiled from the realms of bliss.

4 But ah ! the thought alone is hell —

That prospect drives me to despair ; For who can 'mid those horrors dwell ?

Or who those dreadful torments bear? Where not a ray of hope appears, Or beam of joy the bosom cheers !

5 Yet, mighty God ! thy powerful arm

Can snatch me from that dread abode. Can shield me from th' impending harm,

And ease me of my heavy load : One pardoning word can make me whole, And soothe the anguish of my soul.

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6 Father of mercies, God of Love !

Then, hear thy humble suiDpliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above.

Thy throne of glorious majesty: Oh ! listen to a suiierer's voice, Then shall this bleeding heart rejoice I

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FATHER, at thy call I come ! In thy bosom there is room For a guilty soul to hide, Pressed with grief on every side.

2 Here I'll make my piteous moan — Thou canst understatid a groan : Here my sins and sorrows tell : What I feel thou knowest well.

3 Ah, how foolish I have been, To obey the voice of sin — To forget thy love to me. And to break my vows to thee.

4 Darkness fills my trembling soul; Floods of sorrows o'er me roll ; Pity, Father, pity me ;

All my hope's alone in thee.

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FULL of trembling expectation. Feeling much, and fearing more, Mighty God of my salvation,

I thy timely aid implore : Suifering Son of man, be near me,

All my sufferings to sustain. By thy sorer griefs to cheer me. By thy more than mortal pain.

2 Call to m.ind that unknown anguish In thy days of flesh below, 5

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When thy troubled soul did languish Under a whole world of wo;

When thou didst our curse inherit, Groan beneath our guilty load,

Burden'd with a wounded spirit, Bruised by all the wrath of God.

3 By thy most severe temptation,

In the dark Satanic hour; By thy last mysterious passion,

Screen me from the adverse power: By thy fainting in the garden.

By thy bloody SAveat, I pray, Write upon ray heart the pardon,

Take my sins and fears away.

4 By the travail of thy spirit

By thine outcry on the tree, By thine agonizing merit :

In thy pangs remember me ! By thj' death I thee conjure,

A weak, dying sovil befriend; Make me patient to endure.

Make me faithful to the end.

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GENTLY, Lord, 0, gently lead us Through this lonely vale of tears And, 0 Lord, in mercy give us Thy rich grace in all our fears. 0 refresh us ! 0, refresh us with thy grace!

2 Though ten thousand ills beset us From without and from within, Jesus says he'll ne'er forget us. But will save from every sin. Therefore praise him — Praise the great Redeemer's name.

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3 Though distresses now attend thee,

And thou tread'st the .thorny road, His right hand shall still defend thee ;

Soon he'll bring thee home to God ! Therefore praise him — Praise the great Eedeemer's name.

4 0, that I could now adore him,

Like the heavenly hosts above, Who forever bow before hifti,

And unceasing sing his love ! Happy songsters, When shall I your chorus join.

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GO, when the morning shineth, Go, when the noon is bright, Go, when the eve declineth. Go, in the hush of night — Go, with pure mind and feeling ;

Fling earthly care away. And, in thy chamber kneeling, Do thou in secret pray.

2 Eemember all who love thee,

All who are loved by thee; Pray, too, for those who hate thee.

If any such there be ; Then for thyself, in meekness,

A blessing humbly claim. And link with each petition

Thy great Eedeemer's name.

3 Or if 'tis e'er denied thee

In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o'er thee.

When friends are round thy way. E'en then the silent breathing

Of thy spirit raised above.

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"Will reach his throne of glory, Who is Mercy, Truth, and Love. ^9 8s & 7s.

LET thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, Come, and bid our jarrings cease j Come, 0 come, and reign forever,

God of love and Prince of peace! Visit now thy precious Zion,

See thy people mourn and weep ; Day and night thy lambs are crying, Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.

2 Lord, in us there is no merit.

We've been sinners from our youth; Guide us, Lord, by thy good Spirit,

That shall teach us all the truth. On the gospel word we'll venture,

Till in death's cold arms we sleep; Love's our bond, and Christ our centre,

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.

3 Christ alone our souls shall rest on,

Taught by him we own his name ; Sweetest of all names is Jesus,

How it doth our hearts inflame Glory! Glory! give him glory.

Strong is he his flock to keep ; He will clear our way before us.

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.

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NEARER, my God, to thee,— Nearer to thee ! E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to thee,

Nearer to thee !

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2 Though like a wanderer,

The sun gone clown, Darkness comes over me,

My rest a stone, Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God. to thee. —

Nearer to thee !

3 There let my way appear

Steps unto heav'n; All that thou sendest me

In mercy giv'n ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, —

Nearer to thee !

4 Then with my waking thoughts

Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs

Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, —

Nearer to thee !

5 And when on joyful wing,

Cleaving the sky; Sun, moon, and stars forgot,

Upward I fly; Still all my song shall be, *

Nearer, my God, to thee, —

Nearer to thee !

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NAY, I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow; Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent pressing case.

2 Dost thou ask me who I am ? Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name ;

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Yet the question gives a plea To support my suit with thee.

3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, In rebellion blindly bold, Scorn thy grace, thy power defy ; That poor rebel, Lord, was I.

4 Once a sinner near despair Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; Mercy heard, and set him free ; Lord, that mercy came to me.

5 Many years have passed since then, Many changes I have seen,

Yet I've been upheld till now; Who could hold me up but thou ?

6 Thou hast helped in every need, This emboldens me to plead ; After so much mercy past, Canst thou let me sink at last?

7 No — I must maintain my hold, 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; I can no denial take,

"When I plead for Jesus' sake.

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NOW in Jesus' name I pray, Father, take my sins away; Give me sight, I still am blind ; Give me all my Saviour's mind: Let me enter into rest. Bless me — for I will be blest.

2 Jesus is within the veil.

Still his groans thine ears assail; Stronger pleadings have I none, Hear me for his sake alone:

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Let me enter into rest, Bless me — for I will be blest.

3 My affections fix above, Rooted, grounded in thy love ! Let me only Jesus see,

Let me only dwell in thee. Let me enter into rest. Bless me — for I will be blest.

4 Bruise in me the hateful foe .: Perfect me in love below ; Let me Adam's loss regain. Wrestle, and the prize obtain, Let me enter into rest,

Bless me — for I will be blest.

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OH, in that day, grant that I may Find mercy, Lord, with thee ! Through Him who kept thy holy law, Without a blemish or a flaw, Then died upon the tree.

2 Full, full of sin and guilt within,

No worthiness I plead; If thou iniquity shouldst mark, Dismal my prospects were and dark,

Hopeless my case indeed.

3 Of merit none call I my own,

But my demerits vast; Think of the merits of thy Son, What he hath suffered, he hath done,

And I am safe at last.

4 Vile, vile I am, but this blest Lamb

His precious blood has spilt ;

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That blood, thou hast been pleased to say, Can wash the foulest stains away, And cancel all my guilt.

5 On Jesus I huTnbly rely,

All other trust abjure ; Jesus! to thee alone I flee; Th'-? hope sliall like an anchor be,

Forever firm and sure.

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OH ! mfeet me at the tlirone of grace, At rosy eve and dewy morn, And cherish hopes of sweet embrace,

When I from toil to thee return. I go, my Master's work to do,

His truth to spi-ead, his grace to show; But while T wander, thoughts of you Shall ever in my bosom glow.

Oh ! meet vie at the throne of gracey

At rosy eve and dewy morn, And cherish hopes of sweet embrace. When I from toil to thee return.

2 'Tis duty's lofty voice I hear,

And bearing must obey the sound; For notes of love and friendship dear

Are in the sovereign echo drowned. I seek not fame nor glittering gold,

Not these could tempt me hence to roam; But, wandering sheep, strayed from the fold,

I would to Christ and heaven bring home.

3 Go. stay that trusting heart on heaven.

Let not those tears too freely floAv : And pray that to our love be given

Yet other interviews below; But if to hearts so intertwined,

His will permit a stroke severe ;

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If thine the fall, I'll haste to find Thy rest in yonder happier sphere.

4 Or, if while roving far from thee.

In quest of Israel's wandering sheep, Shall come my hour of destiny,

And lull me into death's cold sleep ; Then follow thou : oh, speed thy wing,

And to my spirit-mansion come, "While I from heaven's bright walls shall sing.

Come home, my love, come quickly home.

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SWEET hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a Avorld of care. And bids me, at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known. In seasons of distress and grief. My soul h-as often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer !

2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! Thy wings shall my petition bear

To Him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless. And since he bids me seek his face. Believe his word, and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care, And Avait for thee, sweet hour of prayer !

3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! May I thy consolations share,

Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height I view my heaven, and at the sight Put oflf this robe of flesh, and rise To seize the everlasting prize; Shouting, as I pass through the air, Farewell ! farewell ! sweet hour of prayer !

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SAVIOUE, visit thy ijlantation ! Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again.

Lord, revive us ! All our help 'inust come from thee.

2 Keep no longer at a distance,

Shine ujDon us from on high ! Lest for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die.

3 Surely once thy garden flourished,

Every part looked gay and green; Then thy word our spirits nourished, Happy seasons we have seen !

4 But a drought has since succeeded,

And a sad decline we see- Lord, thy help is greatly needed. Help can only come from thee.

5 Where are those we counted leaders,

Filled with zeal, and love, and truth? Old professors call as cedars. Bright examples to our youth.

6 Some in whom we once delighted.

We shall meet no more below ;

Some, alas, we fear are blighted,

Scarce a single leaf they show.

7 Younger plants — the sight, how pleasant!

Covered thick with blossoms stood: But they cost us grief at present, Frost has nipped them in the bud.

8 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither,

Thou canst make them bloom again;

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Oh, permit them not to wither,

Let not all our hopes be vain. 9 Let our mutual love be fervent,

Make us prevalent in prayer ; Let each one, esteemed thy servant,

Shun the world's bewitching snare, ' 10 Break the tempter's fatal power,

Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin, from this good hour,

To revive thy work afresh.

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TARRY with me, 0 my Saviour, For the day is passing by; See, the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. Tarry with me, 0 my Saviour, Pass me not unheeded by.

2 Faithful mem'ry paints before me

Ev'ry deed and thought of sin ,• Open thou the blood-filled fountain.

Cleanse my guilty soul within. Tarry thou forgiving Saviour,

Wash me wholly from my sin.

3 Many friends were gathered round me

In the bright days of the past; But the grave has closed above them,

And I linger here the last. I am lonely, tarry with me

Till the dreary night is passed.

4 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,

Paler now the glowing west; Swift the night of death advances.

Shall it be the night of rest? Tarry with me, 0 my Saviour,

Lay my head upon thy breast.

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WHEX gath'ring clouds around I view. And days are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced ev'ry human pain ; He feels my grief, and sees my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way. To fly the good I would pursue,

Or do the ill I would not do;

Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r,

Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour.

3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Then he, who once vouchsafed to bear The sick'ning anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry. The throbbing heart, the streaming eye.

4 And, oh ! when I have safely past Through ev'ry conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed of death — for thou hast died: Then point to realms of endless day. And wipe the latest tear away.

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WHILE wandering to and fro In this wide world of wo, Where streams of sorrow flow. Give me Jesus !

Give me Jesvs!

Give me Jesus !

You may have all the world !

Give me Jesus !

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2 When tears o'erflow mine eye. When pressed by grief I sigh; Still this shall be my cry,

Give me Jesus !

3 When to the mercy-seat I go my Lord to meet,

My heart shall still repeat, Give me Jesus !

4 And when my faith is tried, In him will I confide,

And all the storms outride : Give me Jesus !

5 Though strength and friends should fail, And foes my soul assail,

Through him I shall ijrevail. Give me Jesus !

6 And when my "toils are o'er, When nearing Jordan's shore, I'll sing as up I soar.

Give me Jesus !

7 When at the judgjnent-seat I stand at Jesus' feet;

When worlds on worlds shall meet. Give me Jesus !

8 When heaven and earth shall flee, When time shall cease to be, Through all eternity,

Give me Jesus !

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WHEN torn is the bosom by sorrow or care, Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer;

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It eases, soothes, softens, subdues, yet sustains, Gives vigor to hope, and puts passion in chains.

Prayer, prayer, 0 sweet prayer,

Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer.

2 When far from the friends we hold dearest, we

part, What fond recollections still cling to the heart I Past converse, past scenes, past enjoyments are

there ;

0 how hurtfully pleasing till hallow'd by prayer !

3 When pleasure would woo us from piety's arms, The siren sings sweetly, or silently charms; We listen, love, loiter, are caught in the snare — But, looking to Jesus, we conquer by prayer.

4 While strangers to prayer, we are strangers to

bliss; Heaven pours i ts full streams through no medium

but this; And till we the seraph's full ecstasy share, Our chalice of joy must be guarded by prayer.

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WHEN burdened is my breast, When friendless seems my lot. When earth affords no rest.

And refuge I have not : Father ! if thou wilt suffer me,

1 will arise and come to thee.

2 When conscience thunders loud,

When sins in dread array Upon my memory crowd,

And fill me with dismay; Yet glancing once on Calvary, Father ! Til rise and come to thee.

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3 And if I am a child.

But have backslidden still, And filled with projects wild,

Have followed my own will ; Yet penitent, resolved I'll be, Father ! to rise and come to thee.

4 And thou in love wilt turn

To thy poor rebel child; Nor let thine anger burn,

Though sin my heart beguiled : Thy voice shall greet me graciously, "Arise ! arise ! and come to me."

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WHEN through the torn sail the wild tem- pest is streaming, When o'er the dark waves the red lightning is

gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to

cherish: "We fly to our Maker; "Save, Lord! or we perish!"

2 0 Jesus, once rocked on the breast of the billow. Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy

pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish. Who cries in his anguish, " Save, Lord ! or we

perish."

3 And 0! when the whirlwind of passion is

raging, • When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is

waging. Then send down thy Spirit thy ransomed to

cherish. Rebuke the destroyer; "Save, Lord! or we

perish !"

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YES, there's one place like home — 'tis God's holy shrine, Where high thoughts are kindled, and feelings

divine; How the Spirit's sweet breathings calm peace

can impart, In the home of devotion — the home of the heart.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home,

The home of devotion, the home of the heart.

2 As weary and sad, through this lone "vale of

tears," Our steps we pursue, filled with doubts and

with fears; On Jesus' kind breast we repose all our care, In this home of devotion — this sweet home of

prayer.

Some, home, sweet, sweet home,

The home of devotion, t/ie sweet home of prayer.

3 As the Sabbath's calm hours we delightfully

spend. In holding high converse with Jesus, our

Friend ; Though often our thoughts to our absent friends

roam, We feel that God's house is the Christian's own

home.

Home, home, sioeet, sivcet home, We feel that God's house is the Christian's own home.

4 And trusting in Jesus, almighty to save.

We rob death of its sting — of its victory the grave ;

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All honor, and glory, and praise shall be given, While we swell the full song in that better home

— HEAVEN.

Home, home, sweety siveet home,

0 when shall I dwell in my better home, heaven ?

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SOLDIER, Lord, thovi hast me made,

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Thou art my captain, king, and head, And under thee I mean to fight The fight of faith with all my might. The cross all stained with hallowed blood, The ensign of our conquering Lord, The Christian soldier's standard is. And I will fight for King Jesus.

2 Grant me the arrows of thy word, Thy Spirit's powerful two-edged sword, To slay my. foes where'er they be, And own the victory won by thee; That I a duteous child may be,

To stand and fight the enemy ;

That when the alarm's to call, the Lord

May pass the word unto the guard.

3 Thou art my guard, keep me, I pray, That I may walk the narrow way, Nor from niy duty e'er depart,

But live to Christ with all my heart; Help me to keep my guardian dress, And march to th' right in holiness ; O make me pure and spotless too, And fit to stand the grand review.

4 And when our general he has come With sound of trumpet — not with drum,

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And when our well-dressed rank shall stand

In full review at God's right hand,

It's then the enemy he'll rout,

And make them wheel to the left about;

Then we'll march up the heavenly street,

And ground our arms at Jesus' feet.

5 The war is o'er, and we are free To join the blood-washed company, Our wages shall be crowns of gold, And joys of heaven that can't be told. There, like our glorious Lord, we'll shine, In heavenly concert we shall join, And praises on the highest key. Shall be our theme eternally.

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AND are our joys so quickly fled ? We, who were filled with living bread, With calm delight and peace; Constrained, into the ship we go. And now the boist'rous vi'lence know Of these strong winds and seas.

2 To shipwreck our weak faith and hope, Satan has raised a tempest up;

Prince of the lower air, The world he actuates and guides, And in that troubled ocean rides,

And reigns despotic there.

3 But lo ! in our distress we see The Saviour walking on the sea,

Even now he passes by ; He silences our clam'rous fear. And mildly says, '' Be of good cheer.

Be not afraid, 'tis I."

4 "'Tis I, who bought you -with my blood! 'Tis I, who bring you washed to God !

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'Tis I, the sinner's friend ! 'Tis I, in whom you pardon have ! Who speak the truth, mighty to save,

And love you to the end."

5 Ah! Lord, if it be thou indeed, So" near us in the time of need,

So good, so strong to save ; Stretch out thy hand and ask me, " Why, . Why didst thou doubt or fear, when I, Thy Lord, had bid thee live?"

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ADIEU, my dear brethren, adieu, Eeluctant I give you my hand, No more to assemble with you,

Till we on Mount Zion shall stand. My heart swells with tender regret

To leave your embraces so soon, Though heaven my course must direct. And others succeed in^ny room.

2 Your acts of benevolence past,

Your gentle, compassionate love. Henceforth in my mem'ry shall last.

Though far from your sight I remove, While roving the wilds of the Avest,

When through foreign regions I steer, Still friendship inspiring my breast,

Shall then drop her own native tear.

3 Our labors will shortly subside.

For vigor and life must decay, But wisdom and truth shall abide

To pilot our souls on the way. As time rolls his seasons around,

And truth shall new teachers inspire, 0 may we in love still abound,

And after new conquests aspire.

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4 Our seasons of converse are o'er,

Till mortal commotions are past, Till nature and time are no more,

Or we are in Paradise blest, Sweet comforting Spirit, draw near,

And shed forth thy luminous rays, My parting reflections to cheer,

And change lamentation to praise.

5 0 may we conform to his will,

Aspiring for glory and peace, Our covenant vows to fulfil,

Till Jesus shall sign our release- Till suddenly wafted above, •

Where saints in sweet harmony meet, To feel all the pleasures of love,

And each happy conqueror greet.

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How happy are the favored few, Who live belo\jr as angels do In blissful bowers above ! Serenely calm, with sweet content, Their days, like days in heaven, are spent In holiness and love.

2 Say, what to them is pleasure's voice? Or glory's flame? or wealth's gay toys?

Or all earth boasts besides? This world is but their pilgrim rest: And onward to their home they haste,

Where Christ their Lord abides.

3 The ills that o'er their pathway cross, Disease, and poverty, and loss.

Are servants in disguise; Who aid them in the holy strife. To seize the crown of endless life : —

Bright heaven's enduring prize.

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4 How peaceful their communings are,' Who thus, with Christ, their Saviour, share

The Father's boundless grace ! Assured of his unfailing love, Their hopes, their joys are all above —

In heaven their native place.

5 Let storm on storm in angry mood,

And earthquake dire, and flame and flood,

In all their fury rise : Their steady hearts shall know no fear, For lo ! their Father. God, is near.

Who rules both earth and skies.

6 Oh ! let me with that radiant band Unite my trembling heart, and hand;

Nor thence again be riven : In life, in death, oh ! let me be One of that goodly company,

And shine with them in heaven.

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AN alien from God, and a stranger to grace, I wandered through earth, its gay pleasures to trace ; In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home !

0 Saviour ! direct vie to heaven, my home.

2 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away.

They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ;

But pleasures more lasting, in Jesus are given,

Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven.

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Home, home, sweet, sweet home !

The saints in those mansions are ever at home !

3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms ! The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms;

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At the banquet of mercy, I hear there is room, Oh, there may I feast with his children at home !

Hovie, home, sweet, sioeei home,

0 Jesus, conduct me, to heaven my home !

4 Farewell vain amusements, my follies adieu, While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view :

I feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne. The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home !

Oh, when shall I share the fruition of hom^?

5 The days' of my exile are passing away.

The time is approaching when Jesus will gay, '•'Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my throne. And dwell in my presence forever at home."

Home, home, sweet, sweet home !

Oh, there I shall rest loith the Saviour at home.

6 Affliction, and sorrow, and death shall be o'er. The saints shall unite to be parted no more; There loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome, They dwell with the Saviour forever at home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet hovie !

They dwell with the Saviour forever at home.

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A POOR wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief.

That I could never answer nay : I had no power to ask his name, Whither he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love, I knew not why.

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2 Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered — not a word he spake ;

Just perishing for want of bread ; I gave him all — he blessed it, brake.

And ate, but gave me part again :

Mine was an angel's portion then;

And while I fed with eager haste,

The crust was manna to my taste.

B I spied him where a fountain burst

Clear from the rock, — his strength was gone The heedless water mocked his thirst.

He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the sufferer up, Thrice from the stream he drained my cup. Dipped, and returned it running o'er : I drank, and never thirsted more.

4 'Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew

A winter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew

To bid him welcome to my roof: I warmed, I clothed, and cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest. Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed.

5 Stripped, wounded, beaten, nigh to death,

I found him by the highway-side; I roused his pulse, brought back his breath,

Eevived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment; he was healed : I had myself a wound concealed. But from that hour forgot the smart. And peace bound up my broken heart.

6 In prison I saw him next, condemned

To meet a traitor's doom at morn ; The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him mid shame and scorn :

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My friendship's utmost zeal to try. He asked if I for him would die : The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But the free spirit cried, " I will !"

7 Then in a moment, to my view,

The stranger darted from disguise; The tokens in his hands I knew;

My Saviour stood before my eyes !

He spake, and my poor name he named —

" Of me thou hast not been ashamed ;

These deeds shall thy memorial be;

Fear not, thou didst them unto me."

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ALL thanks to the Lamb, who gives us to meet : His love we proclaim, his praises repeat: We own him our Jesus, continually near, To pardon and bless us, and perfect us here.

2 In him we have peace, in him we have power, Preserved by his grace throughout the dark

hour: In all our temptation he keeps us, to prove His utmost salvation, his fulness of love.

3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free ; Ah ! hast thou not. Lord, a blessing for me ? The peace thou hast given this moment impart, And open thy heaven, 0 love, in my heart.

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AFFLICTED saint! to Christ draw near; Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear: His faithful word declares to thee, That "as thy day, thy strength shall be."

2 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong; And if the conflict should be long,

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Thy Lord will make the tempter flee ; For " as thy day, thy strength shall be."

3 Should persecution rage and flame, Still trust in thy Redeemer's name : In fiery trials thou shalt see,

That "as thy day, thy strength shall be."

4 When call'd by Him to bear the cross, Reproach, affliction, pain, or loss,

Or deep distress and poverty,

Still "as thy day, thy strength shall be."

5 When death at length appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue : He'll come to set thy spirit free,

And "as thy day, thy strength shall be."

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BRIGHT scenes of glory strike my sense, And all my passions capture, Eternal beauties round me shine,

Infusing warmest rapture. I dive in pleasures, deep and full

In swelling waves of glory.

And feel my Saviour in my soul,

And groan to tell my story.

2 I feast on honey, milk, and wine,

I drink perpetual sweetness ; Mount Zion's beauties round me shine,

While Christ unfolds his glory ! No mortal tongue can show my joys,

Nor can an angel tell them ; Ten thousand times surpassing all

Terrestrial worlds or emblems.

3 The bliss that rolls through those above,

Through those in glory seated,

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Which causes them loud songs to sing, Ten thousand times repeated — •

Dart through my soul in radiant flame, Constraining loudest praises;

O'er whelming all my jDowers with joy, While all within me blazes.

4 When earth and sea shall be no more.

And all their glory perish; When sun and moon shall cease to shine,

And stars at midnight languish, My joys refin'd shall higher shine

With heav'n's radiant glory. And tell through one eternal day.

Love's all immortal story.

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BEGONE, unbelief! ray Saviour is near, And for my relief will surely appear ; By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide; Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all

fail, The word he has spoken shall surely prevail.

3 His love, in time past, forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite

through.

4 Determined to save, he watched o'er my path. When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death; And can he have taught me to trust in his name. And thus far have brought me to put me to

shame ?

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5 Why should I complain of want or distresk, Temptaticfti or pain ? — he told me no less ; The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Through much tribulation must follow their

Lord.

6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up that sinners might

live! His way was much rougher and darker than

mine,- Did Christ, my Lord, suffer, and shall I repine?

7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the medicine is food; Though painful at present, 'twill cease before

long. And then, 0 how pleasant the conqueror's song!

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COME, saints and sinners, hear me tell The wonders of Immanuel; Who sav'd me from a burning hell And brought my soul with him to dwell, And gave me heavenly union.

2 When Jesus saw me from on high, Beheld my soul in ruin lie,

He look'd on hie with pitying eye. And said to me as he pass'd by. With God you have no union.

3 Then I began to weep and pray, I look'd this way and that to fly, It grieved me sore that I must die, I sought salvation for to buy,

But still I found no union.

4 But when I hated all my sins. My dear Eedeemer took me in,

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And with his blood he wash'd me clean, And 0 what seasons I have seen E'er since I felt this union.

5 I prais'd the Lord both night and day, I went from house to house to pray, And if I met one on the way,

I always found something to say, About this heavenly union.

6 I wonder why old saints don't sing, And praise the Lord upon the wing, And make the heavenly arches ring. With loud hosannas to our king,

Who bi-ough.t our souls to union.

7 Come, poor backslider, come away. And mind to do as well as say. And learn to watch as well as pray. And bear your cross from day to day,

And then you'll feel this union.

8 0! could I like an angel sound Salvation through the earth around. The devil's kingdom to confound, I'd triumph on Immanuel's ground,

And spread this heavenly union.

9 Come, heaven and earth unite your lays. And give to Jesus endless praise,

And thou, my soul, look on and gaze, He weeps, he bleeds, thy debt he pays. To give thee heavenly union.

10 We soon shall leave all things below. And quit this vale of pain and wo. And then we'll all to glory go. And there we'll see, and hear, and know. And feel a perfect union.

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11 There we the glorious Lamb shall see, Who groan'd and died upon the tree, Who spill'd his blood to set us free, That we might his salvation see,

And feel a gracious union.

12 Almighty God, teach heart and tongue, To thee to raise a grateful song,

All praises to thy name belong. Let Zion sing, thy kingdom come, And fill the world with union.

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COME, my brethren, let us try, for a little season, Every burden to lay by; come, and let us

reason. What is this that casts you down? what is this

that grieves you ? Speak, and let the worst be known, speaking may relieve you.

2 Christ at times by faith I view, and it doth re-

lieve me. But my doubts return anew, they are those that

grieve me. Troubled like the restless sea, feeble, faint, and

fearful. Plagued with every sore disease, how can I be

cheerful ?

3 Think on what your Saviour bore in the gloomy

garden, Sweating blood at every pore to procure thy

pardon ; View him nailed to the tree, bleeding, groaning,

dying. Since he suffered this for thee, therefore be be-

lievino;.

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4 Joseph took his body down, shrouded it in linen, Laid it in the silent tomb, and returned

mourning; Jesus rises from the tomb, angels tell the story: See what glory shines around, hallelujah, glory.

5 Brethren, don't you feel the flame ? sisters, don't

you love him? Let us join to praise his name, let us never

grieve him; Soon we'll meet to part no more, soon we'll

meet in heaven, There we'll join the saints above, and forever

praise him.

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COME, brethren dear, who know the Lord, And taste the sweetness of his word, In Jesus' ways go on : Our troubles and our trials here Will only make us richer there. When we arrive at home.

2 We feel that heaven is now begun, It issues from the sparkling throne.

From Jesus' throne on high; It comes in floods we can't contain, We drink, and drink, and drink again,

The fountain ne'er runs dry.

3 Oh, when we once shall dwell above. Around the dazzling throne of love,

Where heavenly glory beams; Jesus will lead his people through The groves of bliss forever new —

Watered with living streams.

4 Triumphantly we there shall sing The conquests of our Saviour king —

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When all his saints get home : Come, hasten on my brethren dear, Soon we shall meet together there :

For Jesus bids us come.

5 Amen, amen, my soul replies, I'm bound to meet you in the skies,

When all our toils are o'er; Now here's my heart and here's my hand, To meet you in. that heavenly land,

Where we shall part no more.

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BEETHREIT, hear the martial sound. The gospel trumpet now is blowing ; Men in order 'listing round,

And soldiers to the standard flowing ! Bounty's offered — joy and peace —

To every soldier this is given; When from toil and war they cease, A mansion bright prepared in heaven.

2 Those who long in debt hav.e laid.

And feel the hand of sore oppression. Have their debts all freely paid,

And share at once a rich possession : Lo! the sick, the blind, the dumb,

Leave all their maladies behind them ! See, the sinners, when they come,

Feel love's sweet bonds completely bind them,

3 Victory is not to the strong;

The burden's on our Captain's shoulder; !N'one so aged, none so young,

But he may 'list and be a soldier; Those who cannot fight or fly —

Beneath this banner find protection ; None who on his name rely

Shall be reduced to base subjection.

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4 Fear ye not, the cause is good ;

Come — who will to the crown aspire: In this cause the martyrs stood,

And shouted victory in the fire. In this cause we'll follow on ;

And soon we'll tell the wondrous story, How, by faith, we won the crown.

And fought our way to life and glory.

5 Lo, the battle is begun,

Behold the armies now in motion ! Some the fight have almost won.

And grasp by faith their future portion! Hark ! the victors sing aloud ;

Immanuel's chariot wheels are rolling ; Mourners weeping through the crowd,.

And Satan's throne like lightning falling.

6 Now, ye sinners, come, enlist.

The officers are still recruiting; Will you still in sin persist,

And spend your time in vain disputing? All your caviling is in vain :

And if you do not sue for favor, Down you'll sinli to endless pain,

To bear the wrath of God forever.

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COME, sisters and brothers, who love one another, And have done so for years that are gone. How often we've met him, in sweet heavenly union, Who opens the way to God's throne ; While we run in-tlie bright, shining way, With joy and thanksgiving we'll praise him who loved us, Though we part here in bod}'^, we're bound for one glory. And bound for each other to pray.

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2 There was Joshua and Joseph, Eli as and Moses,

"Who prayed as they journeyed along; There was Abra'm and Isaac, and Jacob and David, And Solomon, Stephen, and John : There was Simeon and Anna, and I don't know how many, Who prayed, and God heard from his throne ; Some east among lions, some bound with rough irons. Yet glory and praises they sung.

3 Some tell us that praying, and also that praising,

Is labor that's all spent in vain ; But we have such witness that God hears with swiftness, From praying we will not refrain : There was old father K'oah, and ten thousand more. Who witnessed that God heard them pray ; There was Samuel and Hannah, Paul, Silas, and Peter, And Daniel and Jonah will say,

4 That God by his Spirit, or an angel doth visit,

Our souls and our bodies while praying; Shall we all go fainting, while they all go praising, And glorify God in the flame ? God grant us to inherit the same praying spirit,

While onward we journey below, So that when we cease praying, we may not cease praising. But around God's bright throne we may bow.

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COME away to the skies, my beloved arise. And rejoice in the day thou wast born:

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On this festival day come exulting away, And with singing to Sion return.

2 We have laid up our love and our treasure above. Though our bodies continue below : The redeemed of our Lord, we remember his word, And with singing to paradise go.

?> With singing we praise the original grace. By our heavenly Father bestowed : Our being receive from his bounty, and live To the honor and glory of God.

4 For thy glory we are created to share

Both the nature and kingdom divine : Created again, that our souls may remain Iii time and eternity thine.

5 With thanks we approve the design of thy love

Which hath joined us in Jesus' name:

So united in heart that we never can part.

Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb.

6 There, there at his feet, we shall suddenly meet,

And be parted in body no more ! We shall sing to our lyres with the heavenly choirs, And our Saviour in glory adore.

7 Hallelujah we sing to our Father and king,

And iiis rapturous praises repeat; To the Lamb that was slain, hallelujah again, Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet !

8 In assurance of hope, we to Jesus look up.

Till his banner unfurled in the air From our graves we shall see, and cry out, " It is he I" And fly up to acknowledge him there.

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FROM gloomy dejection my thoughts mount the sky, ■ And realms ever peaceful, transported descry ; There joys ever blooming enrapture the soul, And rivers of pleasure incessantly roll.

2 If such be my portion, why should I complain ? Why cherish despondence, why sadness retain? Is sorrow then meet for an heir of the skies, Who shortly to blessings unbounded shall rise?

3 No longer I'll murmur, no longer repine,

But joy 'mid all troubles, since heaven is mine;

Then deep in oblivion be sunk every fear.

Be erased from my bosom each trace of despair.

4 How glorious the scheme that grace doth en-

hance, Our hopes to enliven, our bliss to advance ! It fills me with transport, my joys overflow. Too big for expression, ecstatic they grow.

5 0 aid me, ye angels, its wonders to tell, Encompass the theme, in full symphony dwell; But still it enlarges — lio angel can scan

The scheme of redemption, the wonderful plan.

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FROM all that's mortal, all that's vain, And from this earthly clod, Arise, my soul, and strive to gain Some fellowship with God.

2 Say, what is there below the sky, O'er all the paths thou'st trod, Can suit thy wishes or thy joys, Like fellowship with God.

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3 Not life, nor all the toys of art,

Nor pleasure's flow'ry road. Can to my soul such bliss imj)art, As fellowship with God.

4 Not health or friendship here below,

Nor wealth, that golden load, Can such delights and comforts show. As fellowship with God.

5 When I in love am made to bear

Affliction's needful rod. Light, sweet, and kind the strokes appear, Through fellowship with God.

6 In fierce temptation's fiery blast,

And dark distraction's road, I'm happy, if I can but taste Some fellowship with God.

7 And when the icy arms of death

Shall chill my flowing blood, With joy I'll yield my latest breath In fellowship with God.

8 When I at last to heaven ascend,

And join that blest abode — There an eternity I'll spend In fellowship with God.

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FOUNTAIN of life and all my joy, Jesus, thy mercies I embrace j The breath thou giv'st, for thee employ,

And wait to taste thy perfect grace j No more forsaken and forlorn, I bless the day that I was born !

2 Preserved through faith, by power divine, A miracle of grace I stand !

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I prove the strength of Jesus mine! Jesus, upheld by thy right hand, Though in my &esh I feel the thorn, I bless the day that I was born.

3 "Weary of life, through inbred sin,

I was, but now defy its power ; "When as a flood the foe comes in.

My soul is more than conqueror : ^ I tread him down with holy scorn, And bless the day that I was born.

4 Come, Lord, and make me pure within.

And let me now be filled with God ! Live to declare I'm saved fi'om sin ;

And if I seal the truth with blood. My soul, from out the body torn, Shall bless the day that I was born !

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HO"W firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ?

2 In every condition, in sickness and health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth. At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea. As thy days may demand, shall thy strength

ever be.

3 Fear not, I am with thee — 0, be not dismay'd, I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee

to stand. Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.

4 "When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go. The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow ;

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For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

5 When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply ; The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

6 Even down to old age, all my people shall prove, My s^v'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn. Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be

borne.

7 The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes;

That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake.

How lost was my condition Till Jesus made me whole ! There is but one Physician Can cure a sin-sick soul : Next door to death he found me,

And snatch'd me from the grave. To tell to all around me

His wondrous power to save.

There's balm i7i Gilead: To make the wounded whole,

There's power enough in Jesus, To cure the sin-sick soul.

2 The worst of all diseases

Is light, compared to sin ; On every part it seizes,

But rages most within : 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever

And madness all combined ;

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And none but a believer, The least relief can find.

3 From men great skill professing,

1 sought a cure to gain j But this proved more distressing.

And added to my pain. Some said that nothing ail'd me.

Some gave me up for lost; Thus every refuge fail'd me,

And all my hopes were cross'd.

4 At length this great Physician

(How matchless is his grace) Accepted my petition,

And undertook my case : First gave me sight to view him.

For sin mine eyes had seal'd; Then bade me look unto him ;

I look'd — and I was heal'd.

5 A dying, risen Jesus,

Seen by an eye of faith. At once from danger frees us,

And saves the soul from death. Come, then, to this Physician,

His help he'll freely give ; He makes no hard condition —

'Tis only. Look and live !

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HOW happy are the new-born race. Partakers of adopting grace ! How pure the bliss they share ! Hid from the world, and all its eyes. Within their heart the blessing lies, And conscience feels it there.

2 The moment we believe, 'tis ours ; And if we love, with all our powers,

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The God from whom it came, And if we swerve with heart sincere, 'Tis still discernible and clear,

An undisputed claim.

3 But. ah ! if foul and wilful sin Stain and dishonor us within,

Farewell the 'joy we knew; Again the slaves of nature's sway. In lab'rinths of our own we stray.

Without a guide or clue.

4 The chaste and pure, who fear to grieve The gracious Sj^irit they receive,

His work distinctly trace ; And strong in undissembling love. Boldly assert and clearly prove

Their hearts his dwelling-place.

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HOW sad are the moments when wandering from God, And thorny and dark is the dangerous road ! But light is the pathway which leads to the

tomb. When cheered by the presence of Jesus, my home.

Home, home, sioeet, sweet home !

When cheered by the x^resence of Jesus, my home.

2 Though fading the joys which earth can bestow. And false is the light which illumes us below. Though sorrows, like clouds, hang around us in

gloom. The beams of his love light me on my way

home.

Home, home, sweet, sioeet home !

The beams of his love light vie on my way hoynt.

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3 When the tempest of life has sunk to repose, And death shall the beauties of heaven disclose, With all the redeemed I o'er it will roam, And sing hallelujah to Jesus, my home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet hoyne !

And sing hallelujah to Jesus, my home.

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HASTE, again, ye days of grace. When, assembled in one place, Signs and wonders marked the hour ! All were filled and spoke with power j Hands uplifted, eyes o'erflowed. Hearts enlarged, and self destroyed ! All things common, now we'll prove All our common stock be love.

2 Jesus now his work revives, Now his quick'ning Spirit strives, Oh, let preachers, people, all Listen to the glorious call.

Join the simple, lively throng. Catch the fire, and swell the song; Heart in heart, and hand in hand. Spread the life through all the land.

3 Oh, that each may now prevail ! Act the faith that cannot fail ; Rise, and pull the blessing down. Seize the kingdom for his own ,• Fire our hearts with holy zeal; Glowing still for Zion's weal ; Heaven open — blessings pour — Spirit work this present hour !

4 Lo! the knife we boldly take, Bind our Isaacs to the stake ; Freely part with all for thee: Welcome, King of liberty!

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Kow we die to self and sin, Nothing feel but love within, May this faith in words abound. Shine and burn to all around.

5 Pilgrinas! soon the journey's done;

Warriors ! soon the battle's won ;

Where your doubts, your cares, your fears ?

See ! the glittering crown appears !

Hark ! the angels shouting cry, "Welcome! welcome to the sky!"

Jesus calls, and calls for thee; ''Faithful servant, come to me."

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HAPPY the man whose bliss supreme Flows from a source on high, And flows in one perpetual stream, When earthly springs are dry.

2 If Providence their comforts shroud,

And dark distresses lower, Hope paints its rainbow on the cloud. And grace shines through the shower.

3 What troubles can their hearts o'erwhelm

Who view a Saviour near? Whose Father sits and guides the helm — Whose voice forbids their fear ?

4 Let tempests rage, and billows rise,

And mortal firmness shrink : Their anchor fastens in the skies — Their bark no more can sink.

5 God is their joy and portion still,

When earthly good retires ; And shall their hearts sustain and fill, When earth itself expires.

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How happy, how loving, how joyful I feel ! I want to feel more love, yea more love and zeal, I want my love perfect, I want my love pure, That all things with patience I Avell may en- dure.

2 I want to love wisdom that comes from above, I want to be holy and fill'd with pure love,

I want my light clear that beholders may see How faith and good works in sweet union agree.

3 My treasure in heaven I want to lay up,

. Where no moth nor rust can ever corrupt. Where no thief nor robber will venture or dare: My heart and my treasure I want to be there.

4 My union I want with the Father and Son, I want that perfected which is begun,

That love and sweet union that soothes every

care, And with my dear brethren all burdens to

bear.

5 Come all my dear brethren both aged and youth, And all who are willing to walk in the truth. Let us all join together in union and love, And on our blest journey so joyful we'll move.

6 When time is no more, and from earth we re-

move. To dwell in the regions of peace, life and love, With Jesus our Saviour, and all holy men. We'll shout hallelujahs forever. Amen !

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I HAVE sought round the verdant earth. For unfading joy; I have tried every source of mirth, But all, all will cloy.

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Lord, bestow on me Grace to set my spirit free : Thine the praise shall be, Mine, mine the joy.

2 I have wandered in mazes dark

Of doubt and distress, I have not had a kindling spark

4 My spirit to bless. Cheerless unbelief Filled my laboring soul with grief, What shall give relief?

What shall give peace ?

3 I then turned to thy gospel. Lord,

From folly away, I then trusted thy holy word,

That taught me to pray. Here I found release ; Weary spirit here found rest, Hope of endless bliss —

Eternal day.

4 I will praise now my heavenly King,

I'll praise and adore; The heart's richest tribute bring

To thte, God of power ; And in heaven above. Saved by thy redeeming love, Loud the strains shall move

For evermore.

5 When my life's fearful strife is done.

Its sorrows all past, Before my Redeemer's throne

My crown I will cast : There, where angels dwell, Saints their highest rapture tell; This my song shall swell.

He died for me.

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6 0 come, then, ye weary ones,

Who comfort ne'er know, And here at the Saviour's throne

In prayerfulness bow ; Guilt shall then remove, Light shall cheer thee from above; Come — come — share his love —

Come, come away.

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IN evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear; Till a new object struck my sight. And stopped my wild career.

2 I saw One hanging on a tree

In agonies and blood ; "Who fixed his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood.

3 Sure never to my latest breath

Can I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke.

4 My conscience felt, and owned the guilt,

And plunged me in despair:

I saw my sins his blood had spilt.

And helped to nail him there.

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did;

But now my tears are vain : Whei'e shall my trembling soul be hid ? For I the Lord have slain.

6 A second look he gave, which said,

"I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid, I'll die that thou may'st live."

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7 Thus, while his death my sin displays

In all its blackest huej (Such is the mystery of grace,) It seals my pardon too.

8 With pleasing grief and mournful joy

My spirit now is filled, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him. I killed.

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IF 'tis sweet to mingle where Christians meet for social prayer; If 'tis sweet with them to raise, Songs of holy joy and praise — Passing SAveet that state must be "Where they meet eternally.

2 Saviour, may these meetings prove Preparations for above ; While we worship in this place, May we go from grace to grace ; Till we, each in his degree, Fit for endless glory be.

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I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.

2 I would not live alway thus fettered by sin — Temptation without, and corruiotion within : E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with

fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent

tears.

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3 I would not live aiway : no — welcome the tomb : Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise

To hail him in triumph descending the skies.

4 Who, who would live alway away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow bright o'er

the plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ?

5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet. While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.

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I WAS a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold ; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled.

2 I was a wayward child,

I did not love my home; I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam.

3 The Shepherd sought his sheep,

The Father sought his child : They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er desert, waste, and wild.

4 They found me nigh to death,

Famished, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love, They saved the wandering one.

5 They washed my filth away.

They made me clean and fair; They brought me to my home in peace, The long-sought wanderer !

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6 Jesus my Shepherd is,

'Twas he that loved my soul, 'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 'Twas he that made me whole.

7 'Twas he that sought the lost,

That found the wandering sheep; 'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 'Tis he that still doth keep.

8 I was a wandering sheep,

I would not be controlled; But now I love the Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold I

9 I was a wayAvard child,

I once preferred to roam ; But now I love my Father's voice, I love, I love his .home !

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I SEEK a place which is out of sight; A city high up in the skies ; There, there is my home, all pure and bright, And homeward my spirit still hies.

Fm bound for home, for my blissful home, The house and the city above ;

And all xoho forsake their sins may come, And dwell in that city of love.

2 I seek a place where they heave no sigh;

Where sorrow can never be known ; But where I shall drink from founts of joy, That gush ever bright from the throne.

3 I seek a place where they never die :

"Where beauty and youth never fade; Where never is heard the mournful cry, "My friend, my beloved, is dead."

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■i I seek a place where they sin no more ; Where Satan my foe cannot lure ; And oh! when I reach that blessed shore; My soul is forever secure.

5 I seek a place where the patriarchs shine;

Apostles, and martyrs, and seers ; . Encircled in robes of'light divine,

Triumphant o'er sorrow and fears. «

6 I seek a place where the Saviour reigns ;

That Jesus once nailed to the tree ; He purchased that place with blood and pains, And went to prepare it for me.

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I'LL sing my Saviour's grace, and his dear name 111 praise, While in this land of sorrow I remain ; My troubles soon will end, and my soul ascend, When freed from this dull clog of cumbrous clay.

2 A pilgrim here below, while in this vale of wo,

I live in exile, mourning like a dove; My days in sorrow roll, and my weary soul With earnest longings pants to mount above.

3 Tho' few my days have been, much trouble

have I seen. And deep- afflictions I have waded through; For thorny is the way to eternal day, Yet forward will I press, and onward go.

4 Another day is gone, and yon declining sun

Has veiled his radiant beams in sable shades, While gloomy darkness reigns o^er the extensive plains. And awful silence closes up the scene. 8

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5 Thus rapid flies away every succeeding day,

And life's declining light draws to a close; Thus life's short setting sun will soon in death go down, And lay my weary limbs in sweet repose.

6 On eagle wings of love, then I shall mount

above, , And find my passage safe to endless day ; Then happy, sweet surprise, what great new wonders rise ! "When freed from this dull clog of cumbrous clay.

7 Oh, what a glorious sight ! and what supreme

delight "Will strike my raptured soul, when I be- hold— "When Salem's gates I see open wide to me, And streets of glittering, new, transparent gold!

8 But oh ! and shall I then behold the Friend

of men, The man who suffered, bled, and died for me? "Who bore my load of sin, sorrow, grief, and pain. To make me happy, and to set me free.

9 To living fountains then, and rich pastures

green, To trees of paradise he leads his lambs : "While millions, falling down, prostrate all

around, And at his footstool cast their glittering

crowns.

J 0 Ye heavenly arches ring ! sing hallelujah, sing. Hail holy, holy, holy, bleeding Lamb; Once I was dead in sin, now I live again, And glory, glory, glory to his namel

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IF now I have acceptance found With thee, or favor in thv sight, Still with thy grace and trvith surround, And arm me with thy Spirit's might.

2 0 may I hear thy warning voice,

And timely fly from danger near, With rev'rence unto thee rejoice, •

And love thee with a filial fear :

3 Still hold my soul in second life,

And suffer not my feet to slide;

Support me in the glorious strife,

And comfort me on every side.

4 0 give me faith, and faith's increase;

Finish the work begun in me. Preserve my soul in perfect peace, And let me always rest on thee !

6 0 let thy gracious Spirit guide

And bring me to the promised land ; Where righteousness and peace reside, And all submit to love's command !

6 A land where milk and honey flow. And springs of pare delights arise, Delights which I shall shortly know. When I regain my paradise.

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I LEFT the God of truth and light, I left the God who gave me breath. To wander in the wilds of night, And perish in the snares of death.

2 Sweet was his service, and his yoke Was light and easy to be borne ;

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Through all his bonds of love I broke, I cast away his gifts with scoru.

3 I danced in folly's giddy maze,

And drunk the sea, and chased the "wind; But falsehood lurked in all her ways. Her laughter left remorse behind.

4 I dreamed of bliss in pleasure's bowers,

While pillowing roses stayed my head ; But serpents hissed amongst the flowers; I 'woke, and thorns were all my bed.

5 In. riches when I sought for joy-.

And placed in sordid gainsay trust, I found that gold was all alloy. And worldly treasures fleeting dust.

6 I wooed ambition, climbed the pole,

And shone among the stars ; — but fell, Headlong in all my pride of soul'. Like Lucifer, from heaven to hell.

7 Heart-broken, friendless, poor, cast down.

Where shall the chief of sinners fly, Almighty vengeance, from thy frown ? Eternal justice, from thine eye?

8 Lo, through the gloom of guilty fears.

My faith discerns a dawn of grace; The sun of righteousness appears In Jesus' reconciling face.

9 My suffering, slain, and risen Lord,

In sore distress I turn to thee ; I claim acceptance on thy work, ^ My God ! my God ! forsake not me.

10 Prostrate before the mercy-seat, I dare not, if I would, despair j Koue ever perished at thy -feet, And I will lie forever there.

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JOYFULLY, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers sing as I come, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home. Soon with my pilgrimage" ended below, Home to the land of bright spirits I'll go, Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam ; Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home.

2 Friends fondly cherished have passed on before, Waiting, th^ watch me approaching that

shore; ' Singing, to cheer me through death's chilling

gloom, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home. Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear, Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear: Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome, Joyfully, joyfully, resting at home.

3 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low; Strike, king of terrors, I fear not thy blow; Jesus has broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully, will I go home.

Bright will^the morn of eternity dawn; Death shall be banished, his sceptre be gone; Joyfully then shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully resting at home.

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JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken —

Thou henceforth my all shalt be ! Perish every fond ambition — All I've sought, or hoped, or known ;

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Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are all my own.

2 Let the world despise and leave me —

They have left my Saviour too ; Human hopes and looks deceive me —

Thou art not, lik^them, untrue; And while ihou shalt smile upon me —

God of wisdom, love, and might, Friends may hate, and foes may scorn me,

Show thy" face, and all is right.

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ;

Come, disaster, scorn, and pain; In thy service pain is pleasure,

With thy favor loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father —

I have set my heart on thee; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,

All must work for good to me.

4 Soul, then know thy full salvation —

Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station

Something still to do or bear. Think what spirit dwells Avithin thee:

Think what heavenly bliss is thine; Think that Jesus died to sjive thee —

Child of heaven, canst thou repine ?

5 Haste thee on from grace to glory,

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer- Heaven's eternal day's before thee —

God's own hand shall guide thee there; Soon shall close thy earthly mission.

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition,

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

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JESUS, with kindest pity see The souls that would be one in thee ! If now accepted in thy sight, Thou dost our upright hearts unite, Allow us e'en on earth to prove The noblest joys of heavenly love!

2 Before thy glorious eyes we spread

The wish which doth from thee proceed: Our love from earthly dross refine; Holy, angelical, divine. Thee, its great author, let it show. And back to the pure fountain flow,

3 A drop of that unbounded sea, 0 Lord, resorb it into thee !

"While all our souls, with restless strife, Spring up into eternal life ; And lost in endless rapture prove Thy whole immensity of love.

4 A spark of that ethereal fire Still let it to its source aspire; To thee in every wish return, Intensely for thy glory burn ; While ail our souls fly up to thee. And blaze through all eternity.

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LET others delight in the gambols of mirth, In pleasures of riot and glee; But among all the places frequented on earth, The class room, is sweetest to me.

Oh ! the class room, the class room, Oh ! the class room, the class room, No place like the class room to me.

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2 There kindred souls meet, and converse as of

old, Their record on high is the same ; But the Lord looketh down, and includes in his

fold The faithful who think on his name.

3 Thore spirit meets spirit, and eye speaks to eye.

And cords of sweet sympathy bind; And together they press to their home in the sky, Forgetting the sorrows behind.

4 There hope 2>lumes her wings, and exultingly

goes

To bring from the land of the blest, Those sweet leaves from the tree that in Para- dise grows, .

To heal all the wounds of the breast.

5 Hope sings of a land where none ever shall die —

Where friendships shall never be riven; "Where the tears shall be wiped from each sor- rowing eye, And all shall be happy in heaven.

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MY days, my weeks, my months, my years, Fly rapid as the whirling spheres Around the steady pole; Time, like the tide, its motion keeps, And I must launch through endless deeps. Where endless ages roll.

2 The grave is near the cradle seen, How swift the moments pass between.

And whisper, as they fly, "Unthinking man, remernber this, Though fond of sublunary bliss.

That you must gi'oan and die."

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3 My soul, attend the solemn call, Thine earthly tent must shortly fall.

And thou must take thy flight, Beyond the vast expansive blue To sing above as angels do,

Or sink in endless night.

4 How great the hliss, how great the wo, Hangs on this inch of time below,

On this precarious breath ! The Lord of nature only knows Whether another year shall close,

Ere I expire in death.

5 Long ere the sun shall run his round, I may be buried under ground.

And there in silence rot : Alas ! an hour may close the scene; And ere twelve months shall roll between,

My name be quite forgot.

6 But will my soul be thus extinct. And cease to live, and cease to think ?

It cannot, cannot be ; 1^0. my immortal cannot die! What wilt thou do, or whither fly,

When death shall set thee free ?

7 Will mercy then her arms extend, Will Jesus be thy guardian friend.

And heaven thy dwelling-place ? Or shall insulting fiends appear, And drag thee down to dark despair

Below the reach of grace ?

8 A heaven or hell, and these alone, Beyond the present life are known ;

There is no middle state : To-day attend the call divine, To-morrow may be none of thine.

Or it may be too late.

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9 Oh, do not pass this as a dream, Vast is the change, whate'er it seem

To poor unthinking man ; Lord, at thy footstool I would bow, Bid conscience plainly tell me now

What it would tell me then.

10 If in destruction's road I stray, Help me to choose the better way

That leads to joys on high ; Thy grace impart, my guilt forgive, Nor let me ever dare to live,

So as I dare not die.

MY dearest friends, in bonds of love, "Whose hearts the sweetest union prove Your friendship's like the strongest band, Yet we must take the parting hand.

2 Your company's sweet, your union dear, Your words delightful to the ear.

And when I see that we must part, You draw like cords around my heart.

3 How sweet the hours have passed away Since we have met to sing and pray! How loth we are to leave the place "Where Jesus shows his smiling face !

4 0 could I stay with friends so kind. How would it cheer my fainting mind ! But duty makes me understand

That we must take the parting hand.

5 And since it is God's holy will That we be parted for a while, In sweet submission, all as one, We'll say our Father's will be done.

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6 My dearest friends, both old and young, I hope you will in Christ go on ;

Fight on, and soon you'll win the prize, Those happy regions in the skies.

7 How oft I've seen your flowing tears, And heard you tell your hopes and fears ! Your hearts with love have seemed to flame. Which makes me think we'll meet again.

8 A few more days and years at most, And we shall reach fair Canaan's coast, When in that holy, happy land. We'll clasp anew the immortal hand.

9 I hope you will remember me.

If you no more my face should see; An interest in your prayers I crave. That we may meet beyond the grave.

10 0 blessed day, 0 glorious hope,

My soul leaps forward at the thought, When in that holy, happy land. We'll take no more the parting hand.

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MY soul is full of glory, inspiring my tongue, Could I meet with angels, I would sing them a song ; I would sing of my Jesus, and tell of his charms, And beg them to bear me to his loving arms.

2 Methinks they're descending to hear what I

Well pleased to hear mortals praising their king :

0 angels, 0 angels ! my soul's in a flame;

1 faint in sweet raptures at Jesus' name.

3 0 Jesus ! 0 Jesus ! thou balm of my soul, 'Twas thou, my dear Jesus, that made my heart

whole :

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0 bring me to view thee, thou precious sweet

King. In oceans of glory thy praises to sing.

4 0 heaven ! sweet heaven ! I long to be there, To meet all my brethren, and Jesus my dear : Come angels ! come angels ! I'm ready to fly; • Come, quickly convey me to God in the sky.

5 Sweet Spirit attend me, till Jesus shall come ; Protect and defend me till I am called home : Though worms my poor body may claim as

their prey, 'Twill outshine, when rising, the sun at noon- day.

6 The sun shall be darkened, the moon turned to

blood ; The mountains all melt at the presence of God ; Red lightnings may flash, loud thunders may

roar, All this cannot daunt me on Canaan's blest

shore.

7 A glimpse of bright glory surprises my soul :

1 sink in sweet visions to view the bright goal : My soul, while I'm singing, is leaping to go: This moment for heaven I'd leave all below.

8 Farewell, my dear brethren, my Lord bids me

come; Farewell, my dear sisters. I'm now going home ; Bright angels arc whispering so sweet in my

ear, Away to my Saviour my spirit they'll bear.

9 I'm going, I'm going, but what do I see ? 'Tis Jesus in glory appears unto me !

I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone! 0 glory ! 0 glory ! 'tis done ! it is done !

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10 To the region-s qf glory the spirit is fled, And left this poor body inactive and dead ; With angelic armies in glory to blaze.

On Jesus' beauties for ever to gaze.

11 When the six seals shall open, the trumpet

shall sound, To awake God's dear children that sleep under

ground : Their souls and their bodies shall then join in

one. And each from their Saviour receive a bright

crown.

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JlUriD scenes of confusion and creature com- IVJL plaints, How sweet to my soul is communion with saints ! To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel in the presence of Jesus at home.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home !

Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home.

2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace, And their precious Jesus, whose love cannot

cease, Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, I long to behold thee in glory at home.

3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free ; Which hinders my joy and communion with

thee : Though now my temptations like billows may

foam. All, all will be peace when Fm with thee at

home.

4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay,

0 give me submission and strength as my day;

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In all my afilictious to thee would I come, Rejoicing iu hope of my glorious home.

5 Whate'er thou deniest, 0 give me thy grace ! The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face : Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne. And find even now a sweet foretaste of home.

6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, No more as an exile in sorrow to pine,

And in thy dear image, arise from the tomb, With glorified millions to praise thee at home.

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MY soul is happy in its choice, With Christ's dear flock enrolled; I hear ray Shepherd's soothing voice. And rest within his fold.

2 He leads me through the pastures sweet

Beside the flowing rills, And all my longing wishes meets. And all my spirit fills.

3 Daily I find his love the same.

And run at his command ; He knows and calls me by my name. And guides me with his hand.

4 Had I but dreamed how great the joys

Of those who Jesus know, I should have made his love my choice. And sought him years ago.

5 But vainly, madly did I stray,

A stranger to his grace. Far from the fold — from bliss away, In sin's wide wilderness.

6 When round me wolves with fury strove.

The wanderer to destroy,

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My Shepherd ran with haste and love, And brought me home with joy.

7 Now safe returned, my wanderings past,

My soul adores his charms, "Who laid me on his pitying breast, And shields me with his arms.

8 Redeemer — Shepherd — guard my soul

From every future ill : While storms without and thunders roll, Be mine, my Saviour, still.

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MY days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger. Would not detain them as they fly. Those hours-^f toil and danger.

For 0 ! we stand on Jordan's strand. Our friends are passing over, *

And just before, the shining shore We may almost discover.

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,

Our heavenly home discerning j Our absent Lord has left us word, Let every lamp be burning.

3 Should coming days be cold and dark,

We need not cease our singing;

That perfect rest naught can molest,

Where golden harps are ringing.

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,

Each chord on earth to sever ; Our King says come, and there's our home, Forever, 0 forever !

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MISTAKEIT souls that dream of heaven, And. make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, While, they are slaves to lust.

2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights.

If faith be cold and dead;

None but a living power unites

To Christ the living head.

3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart;

'Tis faith that works by love,

That bids all sinful joys depart.

And lifts the thoughts above.

4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell

By a celestial power; This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour.

5 Faith must obey her Father's will.

As well as trust his grace; A pardoning God is jealous still For his own holiness.

6 When from the curse he sets us free.

He makes our nature clean ; Nor would he send his Son to bo The minister of sin.'

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OUR souls by love together knit. Cemented, mixed in one, One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice,

'Tis heaven on earth begun ; Our hearts have burned while Jesus spoke.

And glowed with sacred fire ; He stopped, and talked, and fed, and blessed, And filled the enlarged desire.

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A Saviour ! let creation sing ! A Saviour ! let all heaven ring ! He's God with us, we feel him ours, His fulness in our souls he pours, 'Tis almost done — 'tis almost o'er, We're joining those who're gone before, We then shall meet to part no more.

2 We're soldiers fighting for our God,

Let trembling cowards fly ; We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fixed,

With Christ io live and die: Let devils rage, and hell assail, • We'll force our passage through ; Let foes unite, and friends desert,

Well seize the crown, our due.

3 The little cloud increases still,

The heavens are big with rain; We haste to catch the teeming shower.

And all its moisture drain: A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ;

0 pour the mighty flood ; And sweep the nations, shake the earth,

Till all proclaim thee God.

4 When thou shalt make thy jewels up,

And set thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,

By thee proclaimed thine own; May we, a little band of love,

Be sinners saved by grace : From glory into glory changed.

Behold thee face to face.

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0 BLESSED Lord Jesus! I know thou art mine ! For thee all the pleasures of sin I resign; 9

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Of objects most jileasing, I love thee the best; Without thee I'm wretched, but with thee I'm blessed.

2 Thy Spirit first taught me to know I was blind, Then taught me the way of salvation to find; For Avhen I was sinking in gloomy despair, Thy Spirit relieved me, and bid me not fear.

3 In vain I attempt to describe what I feel, The language of mortals forever must fail ; My Jesus is precious, my soul's all on flame, I'm raised into rapture while praising his name.

4 I find him in singing, I find him in prayer^ In sweet meditation he always is near;

My constant companion, 0 may we not part !

0 glory to Jesus ! he dwells in my heart !

5 If ever I loved, I love thee, my Lord,

1 love all thy people, thy ways, and thy word; With tender emotion I love sinners too,

For Jesus did die to save them from wo.

6 In Jesus confirmed, I'll praise his dear name, Regardless of censure, of praise, or of blame; When happy in Jesus I cannot forbear, Though sinners despise me, his love to declare.

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OH, let me sing of sins forgiven ! The tranquil triumph of my soul; Oh, let me sing a song of heaven.

While streams of living comfort roll. Adieu to every earthly toy.

For nobler objects I am bound; Since not one single drop of joy I ever yet- from earth have found.

2 Its brightest beauties fade away. Its richest jewels are but dross;

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Its honors scarcely live a day,

And every gain has proved a loss.

But there's an honor that will live, A gem that never will decay ;

There is a gain that can't deceive, A beauty fading not away.

3 This priceless boon I humbly claim,

This speechless joy of sins forgiven, The love of God, that, like a flame.

Burns on and lights the soul to heaven. By faith I have this treasure found,

And gaze with wonder and surprise, While in this dark, enchanted ground,

'•'The day-spring opens" from the skies.

4 My home is in the distance seen.

And gales come soft from Canaan's shore; Though dark the wilderness between,

My hopes are bright of passing o'er. Oh, happiness ! no transient dream !

For glory's opened in my soul ; And love divine shall be my theme,

Long as eternal ages roll.

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OH, how can I forget the hour When love divine I found ! The place was filled with sacred power,

And glory beamed around ! My soul, relieved from sorrow's load.

From guilty bondage free, Adored with joy the pardoning God, That showed such love to me !

2 For me the earth and skies rejoiced. That I no more was sad ; The thirsty land with dew was moist, The wilderness was glad :

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The scenes of nature, then how bright!

My eyes rejoiced to view; I praised the Lord with warm delight,

And thought they praised him too !

3 My darkness then to light gave place,

My guilt to pardon free ; My rags of sin to robes of grace,

My bonds to liberty: I toiled no more a wandering child,

In slavish base employ ; But safe at home, my Father smiled

And feasted me with joy.

4 Nor did I then that bliss confine

"Within my bounding breast: The friends who poured their tears with mine

Were sharers in the feast ; And angels, on their watchful posts,

With gladness hasted round, To tell to all the heavenly hosts,

"The long-lost child is found."

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WE are a band of brethren dear; We have a place in glory; Our Jesus tells us not to fear. We have a home in glory.

For oh ! there is glory, For oh ! there is glory, For oh ! there is glory,

We have a home in glory. Or,

We're going on to glory.

We're going on to glory,

We're going on to glory.

To fiyid our friends in glory.

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2 A pilgrim and a stranger here, I'll seek the home to pilgrims dear, I'll leave the world and sin behind, That better home in heaven to find.

.3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, Ye restless wanderers after rest ; Come all the world, come sinner thou, All things in Christ are ready now.

4 Come on, come on, my brethren dear. We soon shall meet each other there; If you get there before I do. Look out for me, I'm coming too.

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OH ! who will come and go with me ? I'm bound fair Canaan's land to see ; I'll join with those who've gone before, Where sin and sorrow are no more.

In the morning,

What a beautiful morning that will'be,

When we all rise together in the morning !

2 A few more days or years at most. And I shall land on Canaan's coast; There on the mount of sweet repose, I'll bid farewell to all my woes.

3 Oh ! may my soul march boldly on. And ever sing the blessed song ! Oh ! may I always persevere.

And never stop till I get there !

4 Oh ! what a happy time 'twill be. When we our friende in heaven shall see! There we will tell our sufferings o'er, When we shall reach that happy shore.

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5 Oh ! what a pleasant company! May we be there that sight to see, And join in praise to Jesus' name, All glorious in Jerusalem.

6 Now here's my heart and here's my hand, To meet you in that heavenly land;

My hand again I give to thee. Hoping thy face in heaven to see.

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OKE evening pensive as I lay. Alone upon the ground, As I to God began to pray,

A light shone all around ; These words with power went through my heart,

" I've come to set thee free, Death, hell, nor grave, shall ever part, My love, my son, from thee."

2 My dungeon shook, my chains flew off,

''Glory to God," I cried, My soul was filled, I cried " enough,"

For me the Saviour died. The winter's past, the rain is gone,

Sweet flowers now appear, The morning brought a glorious sun,

And banished every tear.

3 Hail, mighty Prince, eternal Lord,

Who left the heav'nly throne. Eternal truth attends thy word.

Thou art the Father's Son. When on the brink of hell I lay.

Enclosed in blackest night. Thou, Lord, didst hear the sinner pray,

And brought my soul to light,

4 You who are grov'ling in your chains.

Without one spark of hope,

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Though inexpressible your pains,

0 still be looking up.

Tho' winds may blow, and storms may rise,

A dark and gloomy night, The morning sun will clear the skies

With sweet prevailing light.

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SINCE I've known a Saviour's name, And sin's strong fetters broke, Careful without care I am, No^ feel my easy yoke : Joyful now my faith to show,

1 find his service my reward ; All the work I do below

Is light, for such a Lord.

2 To the desert or the cell.

Let others blindly fly. In this evil world I dwell,

Nor fear its enmity : Here I find a house of prayer.

To which I inwardly retire; Walking unconcerned in care,

And uneonsumed in fire.

3 0 that all the world might know

Of living, Lord, to thee, Find their heaven begun below.

And here thy goodness see ; Walk in all the works prepared

By thee to exercise their grace, Till they gain their full reward.

And see thee face to face.

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RELIGION is a glorious treasure. Diffusion of the Saviour's love ;

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The Spirit's comfort without measure;

It joins our souls to those above; It calms our fears, it soothes our sorrows —

It smooths our way o'er life's rough sea; While endless ages are onward rolling,

This heavenly portion ours shall be.

2 While journeying here through tribulations,

In phalanx firm we'll march along: Contentions may divide the nations,

But Christ shall be our common song — For pure religion knits together —

It binds in love, but makes us free;. While endless ages are onward rolling,

This heavenly portion ours shall be.

3 How vain ! how frail ! how transitory !

This world, with all its pomp and show; Its mighty names, renowned in story —

We'll gladly leave them all below. . A brighter object now enraptures —

In Christ alone we beauties see : While endless ages are onward rolling.

This heavenly portion ours shall be.

4 Our earthly house is fast dissolving,

And mortal life will soon be o'er; The cares within us now revolving

Will soon afflict our hearts no more; But pure religion lasts forever ;

In death our souls shall strengthened be; While endless ages are onward rolling,

This heavenly portion ours shall be.

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SWEET the time— exceeding sweet! When the saints together meet, When the Saviour is the theme. When they join to sing of him.

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2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move : He beheld the world undone, Loved the world — and gave his Son.

3 Sing the Son's amazing love; How he left the realms above, Took our nature and our place, Lived and died to save our race.

4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love; With our wretched hearts he strove, Filled our minds with grief and fear, Brought the precious Saviour near.

5 Sweet the place — exceeding sweet, "Where the saints in glory meet. Where the Saviour's "still the theme, Where they see and sing of him.

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SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises

With healing in his wings; When comforts are declining,

He grants the soul again A season of clear shining. To cheer it after rain.

2 In holy contemplation,

We sweetly then pursue The theme oi God's salvation,

And find it ever new; Set free from present sorrow,

We cheerfully can say. E'en let th' unknown to-morrow

Bring with it what it may.

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3 It can bring with it nothing

But he will bear us through; Who gives the lilies clothing

Will clothe his people too; Beneath the spreading heavens,

No creature but is fed ; Safe they feed upon the manna

Which he gives them when they pray.

4 Blest inhabitants of Zion,

Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus, whom their souls rely on,

Makes them kings and priests to God; 'Tis his love his people raises

Over self to reign as kings ; And, as priests, his solemn praises,

Each for a thank-offering brings.

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SINCE the Son hath made me free, Let me taste my liberty! Thee behold with open face, Triumph in thy saving grace ! Thy great will delight to prove. Glory in thy perfect love.

2 Abba, Father, hear thy child. Late in Jesus reconciled; Hear, and all tbe graces shower, All the joy, and peace, and power; All my Saviour asks above,

All the life and heaven of love.

3 Lord, I will not let thee go Till the blessing thou bestow: Hear my advocate divine ! Lo ! to his my suit I join : Joined to his, it cannot fail : Bless me; for I will prevail.

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4 Heavenly Father, life divine, Change my nature into thine ! Move, and spread throughout my soul, Actuate, and fill the whole ! Be it I no longer now Living in the flesh, but thou.

6 Holy Ghost, no more delay ! Come, and in thy temples stay I Now thine inward witness bear. Strong, and permanent, and clear: Spring of life, thyself impart; Eise eternal in my heart!

THE Lord's into his garden come, The spices yield a rich perfume, The lilies grow and thrive ; Refreshing showers of grace divine From Jesus flow to every vine. And make the dead revive.

2 0 how this dry and barren ground In springs of water shall abound,

A fruitful soil become, The desert blossom as the rose; When Jesus conquers all his foes,

And makes his people one. " .

3 The glorious time is coming on, The gracious work is now begun.

My soul a witness is : I taste and see the pardon free For all mankind, as well as me,

Who come to Christ, may live.

4 The worst of sinners here may find A Saviour merciful and kind,

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Who will them all receive; None are too vile who will repent, Out of one sinner legions went,

The Lord did him relieve.

5 Come, brethren dear, who know the Lord, And taste the sweetness of his word,

In Jesus' ways go on ; Our troubles and our trials here Will only make us richer there.

When we arrive at home.

6 We feel that heaven is now begun. It issues from the sparkling throne,

From Jesus' throne on high ! It comes in floods we can't contain. We drink, and drink, and drink again,

And yet we still are dry.

7 But when we come to dwell above. And all surround the throne of love.

We'll drink a full supply; Jesus will lead his armies through To living fountains where they flow,

That never will run dry.

8 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, and sing. And make the upper regions ring,

When all the saints get home : Come on, come on, my brethren dear, Soon we shall meet together there,

For Jesu3 bids us come.

9 Amen, amen, my soul replies,

I'm bound to meet you in the skies,

And claim my mansion there : Now here's my heart, and here's my hand. To meet you in that heavenly land. Where we shall part no more.

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TELL me no more of earthly toys, Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, The things I loved before; Let me but view my Saviour's face, And feel his animating grace, And I desire no more.

2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, Tell me no more of ease and health,

For these have all their snares : Let me but know my sins forgiven, But see my name enrolled in heaven.

And I am free from cares.

3 Tell me no more of lofty towers, Delightful gardens, fragrant bowers.

For these are trifling things : The little room for me designed Will suit as well my easy mind.

As palaces of kings.

4 Tell me no more of crowding guests, Of sumptuous feasts and gaudy dress,

Extravagance and waste : My little table, only spread With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread,

Will better suit my taste.

5 Give me a Bible in myhand,

A heart to read and understand,

This sure unerring word: I'd urge no company to stay, But sit alone from day to day,

And converse with the Lord.

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"piS a point I long to know, J. Oft it causes anxious thought :

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Do I love the Lord or no? Am I his or am I not ?

2 If I love, why am I thus?

Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name.

3 Could my heart so hard remain,

Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain ; If I knew a Saviour's love?

4 When I turn mine eyes within,

Oh, how dark, and vain, and wild ! Prone to unbelief and sin. Can I deem myself a child?

5 If I pray, or hear, or read,

Faith is weak in all I do: You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you ?

6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,

Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all ?

7 Could I joy with saints to meet,

Choose the ways I once abhorred, Find at times the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ?

8 Lord, decide the doubtful case.

Thou who art thy people's sun ; Shine upon thy work of grace. If it be indeed begun.

9 Let me love thee more and more.

If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not loved before. Help me to begin to-day.

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THE specious world promiscuous flows, Enrapt in fancy's vision ; Allured by sound, beguiled by shows, And empty dreams, nor scarcely knows There is a brighter heaven.

2 Fine gold will change, and diamonds fade,

Swift wings to wealth be given. All-varying time, our forms invade, The seasons roll, light sink in shade,

There's nothing lasts but heaven.

3 Creation's mighty fabric all

Will be to atoms riven ; The sky consumed, the planets fall. Convulsions rock this earthly ball,

There's nothing firm but heaven.

4 This world, with all its wealth, is poor,

And like a baseless vision. Its lofty domes and brilliant ore. Its gems and crowns, are vain and poor.

There's nothing rich but heaven.

5 A stranger lonely here I roam.

From place to place I'm driven; My friends are gone, and I'm in gloom. This earth is lonely as a tomb,

I have no home but heaven.

6 The clouds disperse, the light appears.

My sins are all forgiven ; Triumphant grace has quelled my fears ; Eoll on, ye suns, fly swift, ye years,

I'm on the wing for heaven.

7 And now I bid the world adieu,

Let life's dull chains be riven :

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The charms of Christ have caught my view, The world of light I will pursue, To live with him in heaven.

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TOGETHER let us sweetly live, I am bound for the land of Canaan, In peace which none but Christ can give, Tm bound for the land of Canaan.

0 Canaan, bright Canaan,

1 am bound for the land of Canaan ;

0 Canaan, it is my ha.ppy hoyne,

1 am, bound for the land of Canaan.

2 There is my house, not made with hands, And there my Saviour waiting stands.

3 This sinful world is not my rest, I long to lean on Jesus' breast.

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UNITED in affection dear, With hearts on Jesus set; We trust our God will meet us here.

Who in his name are met: Our minds from earthly cares set free.

And fixed on joys above ; Ea<;h hope, each wish, each prayer shall be. To share a Saviours love.

2 Oh, could we, Lord, make others know

The pleasures which we feel ; What comforts from thy goodness flow,

A sinner's wounds to heal ; Soon would the heedless, vain, and gay,

Thy goodness strive to prove; Forsake their sins, and seek the way

To find a Saviour's love.

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5 If to reform their wicked ways

All gentle means should fail, The terrors which thy power displays

Against them may prevail ; Proud sinners, humbled by thy wrath,

Shall trembling kiss the rod ; Oh, sweep the nations, shake the earth,

Till all proclaim thee God,

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Tune. — Annie Laurie.

THOUGH in a world of sickness, While on my Saviour's breast. He strengthens all my weakness, And makes me truly blest.

Christ is all the world to me, And his glory I shall see, And before Fd leave my Saviour, I'd lay me doion and die.

2 He cheers my drooping spirit,

And fills me with his love, And soon I shall inherit

Those shining realms above.

3 While on the banks of Jordan,

I now would launch away ; But, oh ! this earthly burden Still forces me to stay.

4 Could I but see my Jesus,

And scale the mountain height, How would I shout his praises In yonder realms of light !

5 Christian, be not faint-hearted,

Though least among the flock, 10

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From Christ you'll ne'er be i:)arted.

While built upon the rock. 6 Let's mend our pace to glory,

We soon shall meet above, And sing the pleasing story

Of his redeeming love.

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THE Lord is my Shepherd, how happy am I ! How tender and watchful my wants to supply ! He daily provides me with raiment and food, Whate'er he denies me is meant for my good.

2 The Lord is my Shepherd, then must I obey His gracious commandment, and walk in his

way— His fear he will teach me, my heart he'll renew. And tho' I'm so sinful, my sins he'll subdue.

3 The Lord is my Shepherd, how happy am I; I'm blest while I live, and I'm blest when I die. In death's gloomy valley no evil I'll dread,

" For I will be with thee," my Shepherd has said.

4 "The Lord is my Shephei'd," I'll sing with

delight, Till called to adore him in regions of light; Then praise him, with angels, to bright harps

of gold, And ever and ever his glory behold.

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WHY stand you here idle, my friends, all the day ? Your moments so fleeting will soon pass away; All things are provided for sinners undone. And you are invited, and welcome to come.

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The market is open, ike stores you may see ; Then come, take and welcome, all things here are free.

2 Here's meroy and pardon, here's love and free

grace ;

Here's strong consolation, here's great joy and peace ;

Here's hope for the hopeless, — the weary find rest;

Here's all things in plenty for poor souls dis- tressed.

3 Here's clothes for the naked — here all may be

clad ;

Here's bread for the hungry — here souls may be fed;

Here's manna from heaven, the food is divine;

Here's food full of marrow, and wine well re- fined.

4 Here's oil, milk, and honey, and plenty in store, Sufficient for thousands, yea, millions, and more ; Here's balm for the wounded — here's strength

for the weak ; Here cordials divine are prepared for the sick.

5 Here medicines for healing are given out free ; Here's eye salve for eyes, that will make them

to see, Here cripples are healed, the lame made to walk : The deaf made to hear, and the dumb made to

talk.

6 Here lepers are cleansed and purged from their

sins ; Here sinners are pardoned, and souls are made

clean : Here all that are willing are eased of their pains ; Here thousands are ransomed and freed from

their chains.

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7 Hei'e's armor and weapons for soldiers to wield, A breastplate, a helmet, a sword, and a shield ; The poor receive riches, a crown for their head, Eternal salvation, and life from the dead.

8 0 come all ye needy, ye poor and distressed ; Come and receive i^lenty, and be ever blessed. 0 come, without money, to Jesus, and buy; Then love him, and praise him, forever on high.

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"HAT'S this that rises in my soul ?

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Is it grace ? Is it grace ? That makes my life of sin look foul?

Is it grace? Is it grace? This work that's in my soul begun, It makes me strive all sin to shun, It plants my soul beneath the throne,

Where mercy's free — mercy's free !

2 Great God of Love ! I can't but wonder,

Mercy's free — mercy's free! Though I've no price at all to tender,

Mercy's free — mercy's free ! Though mercy's free, our God is just, And if a soul should e'er be lost, This will torment the sinner most, —

Mercy's free — mercy's free !

3 Swell, swell, oh swell the heavenly chorus !

Mercy's free — mercy's free ! The devil's kingdom falls before us :

Mercy's free — mercy's free ! Sinner repent, inquire the road That leads to glory and to God, And wash in Christ's atoning blood —

Mercy's free — mercy's free!

4 This truth through all our life shall cheer us,

Mercy's free — mercy's free !

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And through the vale of death shall bear us, Mercy's free — mercy's free ! ■ And when to Jordan's brink we come, And cross the raging billows' foam, We'll sing, when safely landed home, Mercy's free — mercy's free !

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WHEN converts first begin to sing, Wo7ider, wonder, wonder, Their happy souls are on the wing,

Glory, Hallelujah. Their theme is all redeeming love,

Glory, Hallelujah. Fain would they be with Christ above. Sing, Glory, Hallelujah.

2 With admiration they behold.

The love of Christ that can't be told, They long for Canaan's peaceful shore. Where they shall doubt and sin no more.

3 Well ! the good Shepherd waiting stands, To guard and guide his tender lambs : Jesus ! we give them up to thee,

Keep them from sin and error free.

4 In all their weakness be thou near, Their steps to guide, their hearts to cheer; Then every snare and danger past,

Take them to dwell with thee at last.

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WHEN this mortal life is fled, When the death-shades o'er thee spread, Thou hast finished earth's career, Sinner, where wilt thou appear ?

2 When the world has passed away. When draws near the judgment day.

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When the awful trump shall sound, Say, 0 where wilt thou be found ?

3 When the Judge descends in light. Clothed in majesty and might; When the wicked quail with fear, Where, 0 where wilt thou appear ?

4 What shall soothe thy pained heart. When the saints and thou must part? When the good witli joy are crowned. Sinner, where wilt thou be found ?

5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, Quickly to the Saviour fly ; Then shall peace thy spirit cheer. Then in heaven shalt thou appear.

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WHEN God revealed his gracious name, And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream. The grace appeared so great.

2 The world beheld the glorious change.

And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke dut in unknown strains. And sang surprising grace.

3 "Great is the work," my neighbors cried.

And owned thy power divine ; "Great is the work," my heart replied, "And be the glory thine."

4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,

Can give us day for night, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight.

5 Let those that sow in sadness wait

Till the fair harvest come :

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They shall confess tlieir sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home.

6 Though seed lie buried long in dust, It sha'n't deceive their hope ; The precious grain can^ne'er be lost, For grace ensures the crop.

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WHEN I set out for heaven, But few were in the way; But oftentimes together

We met to praise and pray; Our bosoms glowed with rapture.

With love our hearts were fired; We sang and .talked of glory, We san^ and never tired.

2 Those days were full of sweetness ;

I think upon them yet : Their holy joy and gladness

I never can forget : We were a band of brothers.

Of brothers fond and true ; We were a band of brothers,

And loved as brothers do.

3 The world was all against us,

What cared we for its frown ? A better world before us

Contained a starry crown : We trampled on earth's pleasures.

Its riches were but dross; Its glory all was tarnished;

We gloried in the cross.

4 When one was called to leave us,

And fly away to God, We cheered him with ouf voices, While crossing Jordan's flood ;

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We sang the songs of Son

Around his dying bed, And witnessed with what triumph

The soul from sorrow fled.

5 Then with our friends departed,

We seemed the earth to leave 5 And soaring up like seraphs,

Forgot to weep and grieve : With patriarchs and prophets,

And blood-washed throngs above. We sang the loud hosanna —

The song of heavenly love.

6 Ye friends of former seasons.

Of happy youthful days, All, all have gone before me.

Ye all have run your race : And mine will soon be' finished;

I haste to grasp your hand, To join again my comrades.

In that undying land.

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YE angels who mortals attend. And minister comfort in woe. Come listen, ye heavenly friends.

My happier story to know. I sing of a theme most sublime,

No sorrow my song can control; I sing of the rapturous time

When Jesus spoke peace to ray soul.

Hosanna ! hosanna ! hosanna loe'll raise / Hosanna, hallelujah to the Lamb for free gracs

2 When guilt my poor heart did assail. Because I had wandered from God, I strove my sad ca^e to bewail, My sins were a cumbrous load.

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0 Saviour, have mercy ! I cried :

0 pardon a wretch that's so vile ! Then quickly his blood was applied,

And Jesus spoke peace to my soul.

3 My guilt, like the cloud of the morn.

Was chased in a moment away; The joy of my soul newly born

Increased like the dawning of day. My Saviour redeemed me from sin ;

He saves not in part, but in whole,- He writes his salvation within.

For Oh ! he spoke peace to my soul.

4 I now am so blessed with his love,

1 covet not earth's greatest store ; He visits me oft from above —

I have him, I want nothing more : Resigned to his pleasure I live.

Till time's latest circle shall roll. His utmost salvation receive,

For Oh ! he spoke peace to my soul.

5 Nor Satan nor sin can dismay,

No danger my soul can affright. While onward to mansions of day

I go in Immanuel's might : Though earth in convulsions shall rend

From the centre quite through to each pole, I'll smile, for I'm sure of a friend,

Since Jesus spoke peace to my soul.

6 Ye angels who hear v/hile I sing,

Send your wings, and I'll quickly be gone; I'll haste to my Saviour and King,

To join with the heavenly throng; 'Tis there I'll eternally feast

On the joys that enrapture the whole; All heaven would welcome the guest,

Since Jesus spoke peace to my soul.

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7 Farewell to earth's glittering toys,

Farewell to my friends and my foes ; I haste from these scenes to the skies,

Where pleasure eternally flows: He bids me l.^ave all for his sake —

ril run till T reach the bless'd goal ; Then me to his arms he will take,

Oh ! there he'll speak j)eace to my soul.

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YE jewels of my Master, Who shine with heavenly rays, Amidst the beams of glory,

Eeflect immortal blaze. Ye diamonds of beauty.

With pleasing lustre crowned, Of heavenly extraction. To Zion's city bound.

Oh, hoio charming, how charming is Jesus ! He is my Redeemer, my friend, and my king.

2 Ye lambs of my Eedeemer,

The purchase of his blood, Who feed among the lilies,

Beside the purple flood ; Go on, ye happy pilgrims,

Your journey still pursue, ■ And at a humble distance

ril sing and follow too.

3 When I beheld your order,

And harmony of soul, And heard divinest numbers

In pure devotion roll. And gems immortal glowing

With such enlivening grace, I viewed the Saviour's image

Impressed on every face.

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4 Speak often to each other,

To cheer the fainting mind, And often be your voices

In pure devotion joined; Though trials may await you,

The crown before you lies, Take courage, brother pilgrims,

And soon you'll win the prize.

5 Ye shall be mine, says Jesus,

In that auspicious day, When I make up my jewels,

Released from cumbrous clay. He'll polish and refine you

From worthless dross and tin, And to his heavenly kingdom

Will bid you enter in.

6 On that important morning,

When bursting thunders sound. And nimble lightnings waving,

Shall wing the gloom profound, Lift up your heads rejoicing,

And clap your joyful hands, Lo I you're redeemed forever

From death's corrupted bands.

7 As Aaron, with his girdle.

In shining jewels dressed, Bore all the tribes of Israel

Inscribed upon his breast, So will the priests of Zion,

Before the Father's throne, Present the heirs of glory.

And God their kindred own.

8 The golden bell shall echo

Around the sacred hill, And sweet immortal anthems, The vocal regions fill ;

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In everlasting beauty

The shining millions stand,

Safe on the rock of ages, Amidst the promised land.

9 We'll range the wide dominion

Of our Eedeemer round, And in dissolving raptures

Be lost in love profound : While all the flaming harpers

Begin the lasting song, With hallelujahs rolling,

From the unnumbered throng.

DESCRIBING CHRIST.

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AS near to Calvary I pass, Methinks I see a bloody cross, Where gi. poor victim hangs ; His flesh with rugged irons tore, His limbs all dressed in purple gore, Gasping in dying pangs.

2 Surprised the spectacle to see,

I asked, Who can this victim be,

In such exquisite pain? Why thus consigned to woes? I cried; "'Tis I," the bleeding Lamb replied,

"To save a world from sin."

3 A Christ for rebel mortal dies ! How can it be ! my soul replies ;

What ! Jesus diecj for me ! "Yes," saith the suffering Son of God, " I give my life, I spill my blood,

For thee, poor soul, for thee."

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4 Lord, since thy life thou'st freely